"I don't think I should be here."
The tall figure didn't bother looking at the girl, he just kept a firm grip on the blonds dainty wrist, leading her further into the shadows. The girl giggled, blushing slightly.
"I mean, it is the first school night of the year. I need my sleep."
She said the last sentence with a tone of scandal, suggestion, as if she had any control, any idea what was going on. Damien grinned, he bright teeth flashing in the shadows He was getting excited - this was his favorite part. He loved the girls that thought they knew what they were doing.
"They let's not waste time." Breathed Damien, instantly turned around, the girl trapped in his iron grip. She moaned and reached up to him. Unbuttoning his shirt. She didn't know she was trapped yet Damien leaned down, kissing her neck hungrily. He was getting impatient, but he couldn't let it get the best of him. He hated it when he went to fast. The blond moaned again, her pulse quickened. Damien coulnd't wait anymore. Hes teeth flashed again and the girl moaned for the last time.
God, Damien had been right about this one. She tasted rich.
"Do you have to do that here?"
Damien groaned, looking up from his meal.
"I mean, honestly. It's kind of disgustiong. You never see me dragging my conquests home."
Damien laid the girl on the floor, pressing his wrist to her cold lips.
"Sol, why don't you go kill yourself a schoolgirl or something?" Damien asked "Your ruining the mood."
"Sol" stepped out from the doorway, his body pulsing a dark read color. "The good schoolgirls are all in bed by now."
Damien chuckle. The girl gurgled, almost choking on Damien's blood. Damien pulled his wrist away and began buttoning his shirt
"So, according to Alec, the big game starts tomarrow," he said smiling devishily. "You ready?"
Sol returned the smile. "Spawned Ready."