Two pairs of lovers were bathed by the moonlight.
One pair conjoined in a passionate kiss their arms wrapped tightly around each other. A man and woman hungrily consumed the others body, soul, so intoxicated they didn't even notice the other pair who were standing not far away watching them.
"We're just gonna turn them though, right?" Eve said as they slowly pushed themselves off the wall they were leaning on for support.
"How romantic of you," Adam replied.
The pair were exhausted and starved. Motivated to use the extraordinary effort they required to take even a few steps with the promise of the two lovers whose kiss was surely sending their beautiful blood pumping through their bodies at a fast pace. The pair could feel an adrenaline rush coming forgetting their concerns of infected blood. It didn't matter now. So close to starvation they were that the risk of drinking bad blood or even being seen by a passer bye was pushed to the back of their minds.
Eve contacted the other pair first as they sat on a bench still kissing. She looked almost ghost like with the moonlight giving her white hair a silvery sheen.
As Adam had requested the woman Eve grabbed the man with both arms around his shoulders. She moved too fast for any human, or zombie as Adam would say, to possibly react to. Barely a second had passed before Eve plunged her teeth into his neck. He was delicious. Oh god he was delicious. Who was it that said a starved man always eats the best meals?
Adam was one step behind Eve. The delay giving the woman just enough time to left out one scream before Adam lifted her off the bench. He wrapped his arms all the way around her body so pressing them close together as he drank. At a first glance it may have looked like they were two lovers with Adam passionately kissing her neck.
Eve, who was still bending over to reach the mans neck moved to sit next to him on the bench, her fangs not loosing contact. They drank, feeling the life drain from their victims. The pair didn't struggling, overcome with such sudden blood loss and shock.
Opportunities to drink blood like this were limited in the modern world. While Adam and Eve would have commonly done this in the centuries past changing times called for blood in plastic packs and delicate glasses. More sophisticated some might say but nothing compared to blood directly from the source. It was raw, almost animalistic. The starved pair drank with such enthusiasm their need for blood almost overpowered their capacity to drink it in so drips began to fall down their chins. Then droplets ran in streams down their necks, some caught in Eves hair contrasting against the white but still they didn't stop. Drinking, drinking, this was heaven, this was pure satisfaction, this was a thirst being truly quenched.
Adam was the first to stop. The girl was smaller than the man and Adam could drink faster than Eve. To turn them, not kill them, takes practice, practice that they both had plenty of. He was satisfied that he had managed to fill him self without risking her death. It would have been hard to stop if he had still been hungry, probably impossible. He continued to hold her body close to his, savoring the moment before he gently laid her on the ground. Eve stopped soon after breathing heavily. She looked up at Adam and smiled, her teeth bloody. She followed suit laying the man next to the woman then moved to stand beside Adam.
They stared down at the seemingly lifeless couple. Eve turned to Adam, stood on her tiptoes, roughly grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back exposing his blood stained neck. Adam moaned gently while Eve followed a stream of blood up his neck with her tongue as Adam wrapped his arms around her waist.
Two pairs of lovers were bathed by the moonlight.