…And then he sucked my blood.
That was the end of the angst, of the yearning that my body would not let me forget.
The dream was now a reality, one that I could feel. One that my body could feel, this feeling that sunk so deep down inside my skin I would not soon forget it.
It was my body that led me here, and put me in this situation. That, combined with the complicated feelings of my heart, drove me to Bill.
This man, who is not even living, is the one person that I am sharing two sacred things with, the two most sacred things to humans; their virginity and their blood.
Does this create a bond between us, as it does with humans?
Our situation is more complicated than that, I would think that it would not work that way. I don't know if they feel, but I know that right now, recovering from the most amazing sex I have ever had in my life (which isn't saying much since I was a virgin), I think that there is definitely more than meets the eye with Bill.
I cherish the silence of his mind, and I know that he knows I have awoken.I didn't need to read his mind to know that he enjoyed this too, and that he was yet again waiting for me to say something, to break the silence. To say something about what I allowed him to do.
I don't know how to describe the feelings that went through my body at that time.
The ecstasy, the enjoyment…it was nothing like I have ever felt before. It was even better than drinking his blood, when he saved me that second night.
Wait does that make me a vampire? How does that work?
The reality of the situation started to take over me, as I slowly moved my hand and put it in my mouth, right to where my teeth would be.
Nothing unusual, but I could feel Bill beside me, giving me a questioning look.
I will have to say something soon, but for now, I just want to lay in this silence, in this safety.
The feeling of being with Bill is enough for me for now, whatever lies beyond this night is a little later on.