This is my first ever fanfic. Don't hurt me x_x

Around the Cirque du Freak, we've been hearing some nasty rumors of Vampaneze being near us. Even Mr. Crepsley caught the scent of one a couple of times. Mr. Tall informed Mr. Crepsley to see what's been going and to see if we could rid of this problem.

Tonight, Mr. Crepsley said we were going to hunting for the Vampaneze. Well, not exactly hunting. Just to see what they are doing so near us.

"So, tonight, we head off for this part of the side of the country." Mr. Crepsley said pointing at the map.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Try to keep up, old man."

"Why, you ungrateful little brat."

We set off on our hunt. We flit for a while, pausing a couple of times for Mr. Crepsley to rest. Then we camped at a small cave.

"Okay, that's enough for today. I can see the sun rising. We can rest here for the time being."
"Hmm, okay. I'll go fill my canteen with water. I'm kinda thirsty."

I started walking toward the river nearby. I sighed as I bent over. What an annoying trip this has been.

"Dum dee dum. Wha-! Holy shi-"

I got cut off by the bear jumping on me. Damnit it must one of those crazy ones again who drank the Vampaneze blood. Shit, I'm unprepared. I got no weapons. I lunged against the bear giving my best shot. I blank out.

"Darren? Darren!"

I hear Mr. Crepelsy shouting my name.
I awake finding myself on the hard stoney floor of the cave.
"Mr. Crepsley. Wha-what happened?"
I fumble with my words, still confused.

"You got knocked out by the bear. And goodness, he did quite a number on you. Luckily, I heard you in time to come save you. "

"O-oh. Thanks."

"Darren, I told you to be more alert when you go out by yourself."

"I'm sorry. M-mr. Crepsley." I fumbled with my words, feeling like an idiot for not being more careful looking out for myself.

"That's okay. But look at all your deep cuts and bruises. Hmm. We have no bandages or any first aid equipment to help."
He looks at me, giving an concerned look.
"Yeah, it hurts. Too bad I'm not full vampire so I can't lick my wounds to heal them. "I remarked.

He looks at me up and down.
"Well, yes. We wouldn't want you to get infected with the cuts, now would we?"

"No, I guess not. But we could always flit back to the cirque for help."

"No!" Mr. Crepsley shouted. "We don't have time for that. We close to finding the Vampaneze. I'm not going to lose sight of him."

My chance?
"Well, you could, maybe...Uh y'know." I looked at his lips then at myself.

He blushed. How cute.

"I-I guess that's possible."

I inch over. I stuck out my hand.
"Here."

Mr. Crepsley leans over to lick my wound on my palm. I shudder. What an odd sensation.
He starts lapping up my arms. The licking sensation goes straight down to my pants.