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Cheating.
She walked on the streets among the massive crowd. She knew she wasn't part of the crowd, she wasn't with them. Hell, she could barely see the ones standing right in front of her. But that wasn't the issue at the moment. Everything was blurred. Her eyes couldn't keep focus on anything, her hands were shaking uncontrollably. She felt as if she was walking through ocean water. But most of all, she felt wonderful. As she wandered the streets trying to find him she felt the feelings wearing off. That was the last thing she wanted. She longed for the feeling to last. That was why she was wandering the streets when she was. The tall buildings surrounding her helped keep the dizzy affect, but she felt clarity and reality sink back in. She found the alley where he first took her, hoping that maybe this was his usual place. No flow. There was nothing in that alley. She knew she shouldn't do it, but she was desperate. She had no other choice if she wanted to feel that amazing feeling. She shoved her hands into the jacket that was much too large for her. She found her dead brother's pocket knife. Ironically this knife and jacket were the last things he had on him before he died. She didn't care that this was the exact thing he had done that brought death upon him. She smiled at the thought of getting that high again as she brought the knife to her tongue. Her smile increased as she felt the blood protrude and heard the growl emit from above her. She didn't need to look up to know what would be next. She laughed as she felt a body fall beside her and pin her to the wall. The figure searched everywhere for the sweet nectar and fell frustrated when he couldn't locate it. A dark giggle emitted from her throat as she opened her mouth. A smile played at the man's lips before attacking the wound. They didn't know who it felt better for. A girl addicted to the feeling of the blood loss and the rush of being attacked, or the starving vampire being teased with only small amounts of blood. She knew that she couldn't do this with just any vampire. Not all of them were to be trusted. But him, she knew she could count on him to give her what she craved. A regular passerby would just think they were trashy and drunk adults who couldn't keep it in their pants. But the ritual was anything but sexual. Her tongue in his mouth was in no way a kiss, even though she secretly longed for it to be just that. Even though she knew no feeling in the human world could feel as good as this, but she knew that in another life, there were other things that would even better than this feeling. As he lapped up the tease of a feed, he began to feel the desire for more of the forbidden nectar. He pulled away. She looked up at him, disappointed that it only lasted a few short minutes, but she smiled when she noticed his beautiful golden eyes contaminated with a delicious hint of deep red.
"Same time tomorrow Jasper?"
He merely nodded before disappearing. She still wondered how he managed to do that particular trick. She didn't care, the high was taking over once again.
"Until tomorrow."
