The vampire couldn't stop running his hands through Sam's tousled hair. Couldn't stop caressing his bare shoulders, and the long, elegant sweep of his neck.
Managing to pull himself away at last from the silent boy, the creature checked the ropes securing his prey to the chair, and then drifted over to the door, gliding unseeing past the stinking corpse of a previous meal.
He took one last glance back at Sam, satisfied gaze lingering at the ugly wound on the teen's throat. Then he grinned and left the room, already anticipating the next night.
And the boy's sweet blood.
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I'm thinking that this needs more. So the next few E/O challenge words will continue this drabble. Can't leave Sammy with that freaking bloodsucker, after all!