They finish up their meal then head out of the diner together. While standing face to face on the side walk, they find it hard to say anything to one another.

"So I uh... I guess I'll see you tonight?" Ken asks while brushing his hair back with his fingers. Ruby finds him impossibly cute as he does so. His arm muscles flex as the shoulder of his t-shirt hikes up and becomes bunched against his bicep. She just wants to pin him down on the sidewalk and take him right here and now. She restrains herself however.

"Yeah, I'll be home from work around six thirty. You can swing by around then."

"Okay."

She leans in to kiss him goodbye but instead of kissing her back he makes a mad dash down the street. She watches him until he turns down the next corner out of sight.

'Man. What is up with him and running away? For a man who is over a hundred, and looks like he is in his mid-twenties, he sure still acts like a teenager. Maybe so much of his life has been spent in hiding from others he still hasn't gained a grasp on social interaction.' She brushes off his awkwardness and heads to work.

All throughout the day she is stopped by people who ask her about the large bandage covering her neck. Most people assume the worst, that she has been beaten by someone. Most likely a jealous boyfriend or perhaps a stalker. She assures them that it is nothing major and not worth creating crazy rumors about. Knowing that not everyone was going to listen, she decides it might be best if she wears a turtleneck for a while.

After a long, exhausting, day at work Ruby finally is able to return home and just strip herself of all responsibility for the night. She remembers what she said to Ken and waits impatiently for him to arrive. Though she is still sore from the night before, she can't help but crave his touch. As seven roles around she doesn't lose all hope of him showing up but decides to make herself dinner to help pass the time. The clock strikes eight and then nine with still no sign from him. She finishes eating her dinner and heads upstairs to take a bath.

The tub's bubbles do little to shake away the deep, empty, feeling welling up in Ruby's chest. She has been ditched. Ken seemed so interested in her offer that morning so why would he bale on the time? Maybe he changed his mind about the offer and decided to go out on another suicide attempt. She can't even begin to understand how he must feel after living so long in a world where no one knows you even exist. She still can't help but feel that she shares the same fate. A tear escapes her duct and ripples the surface of the bath water.

"Kennith, please... don't leave me. I don't want to be alone anymore," she cries to herself.

As if to answer her pleads, the doorbell rings throughout the house. She quickly picks herself up out of the tub and excitedly enters the hall before even grabbing a towel. "Come in!" She calls out from the top of the stairs. Her heart swells as she sees Ken slowly enters the front door.

"Ruby?" He looks around unsure where she has called to him from.

"I'm up here. Just give me a minute and I'll be right down."

She reenters the bathroom as he closes the front door behind him. He removes his jacket then stands near the living-room couch unsure of what to do with himself. Only a few moments later Ruby comes barreling down the stairs to greet him. His heart skips a beat when he realizes she is wearing a dark, purple, silk, robe that accentuates her curves due to the knot around the center of her hourglass figure. Her hair is wet which has always been a fetish of his. He finds it makes a woman's hair look that much longer and he loves the natural straightness of it. He can see that she is still wearing the large bandage over her neck that is half covered by the robe's collar. He rubs his neck still ashamed of himself. She approaches him and stands just outside his personal bubble not wanting to smother him.

"Hey Ken. I didn't think you were gonna show up," she informs him.

"Yeah, sorry. I kind of got caught up in my own thoughts a bit and time just sort of got away from me."

"Are you having second thoughts about us?"

"Not about us, just about me."

She shakes her head confused. "What do you mean?"

He becomes defeated. "Look, you're a really nice lady for offering to do this for me. Also your drop dead gorgeous. Which is why I can't handle knowing that the longer I stay near you the more hurt you're going to become. And... I don't want to see you hurt. Especially not by my own hands. So I've been thinking it would be best if we just end this now before we get in too deep."

Her face sinks into the hole that once again opens up in her chest. She tries to hold back her tears but they over power her. He is surprised by her drastic change in appearance. She was so happy to see him and now has become so full of sorrow. It breaks his heart to see her this way.

"Please, please don't tell me it's over. Please don't walk out on me. I've been looking forward to our evening together all day, it can't end like this." A wave of emotions wash over her as the pain of being dumped again so soon after the last time floats to the surface of her skin. She thinks to herself that there must really be something wrong with her if guys are just willing to end things so abruptly. She covers her face then steps around the couch to set herself down feeling as if she is about to faint. She takes in a few deep breaths and tries to collect herself. "I'm sorry, I'm acting desperate which I am sure is a big turn off. If you want to go then just go. I'm not going to stop you." She sniffles and wipes her nose with her fingers.

Finding her to be too cute he can't justify walking out the door. "Oh Ruby." He moves to join her and rests his forehead against hers. He closes his eyes and she can tell he is thinking hard on something. After a moment he opens them again. "I want this to work. I really do."

"So do I. All we have to do is try."

"But what if something happens? What if one night I just wake up from some horrible dream only to find you murdered in the bed by my hand?"

She places her finger over his lips hushing him. "Even if something does happen, I'm not going to blame you. I will never blame you, Ken. I mean that. You're a good person. I can sense it. You've just had a terrible weight set on your shoulders and I want to help you lift it."

As she slowly slides her finger away she leans in to replace it with her lips. As they connect he breaths her in still wanting to consume every inch of her being. She is just so beautiful and so sensual he can't help but feel the same way about her as you would when you see a tiny, fluffy, kitten, You just want to pet it, squeeze it, and smother the life out of it. They make out for the longest time and their pulses become just as heightened as they did night before.

"Shall we go upstairs?" He asks boldly.

"Are we gonna make it this time?" She teases.

He giggles then lifts her up into his arms. "I'll make sure of it."

He carries her up the stairs and heads to the room at the end of the hall which he can only assume is the bedroom. She never gestures to correct him and sure enough as he swings open the door he is presented with a queen-sized bed that is decorated with a dozen pillows. He sets her down on the foot of the bed which causes her robe to hike up her legs and reveal her thighs. His body shutters at the sight of her and he closes his eyes to try to keep himself calm. More than anything he does not want a repeat of last night.

She hungerly works on removing his pants as he lifts his t-shirt up over his head. She gets the zipper undone and his jeans fall from his hips to the floor. His large erection now greets her through his tight boxer-briefs. She lets out a happy giggle as she leans in and gives it a tender kiss on the curve of his shaft. He leans his head back taking in the wonderful feeling. She continues to play with him, sliding her fingers down his shaft, cupping his balls, then kissing the tip. His cock wiggles impulsively then she takes the band of his underwear between her thumbs and forefingers before swiftly pulling them free from his waist. He lets out a grown as the cool, night, air caress his cock's hot surface. She repeats the same actions as before, gently playing with him, only this time it feels one hundred times more pleasurable being skin on skin contact. Her lips tease his penis's helmet as she caresses them in a U shape along the tip, before wrapping them around its rim and rolling her tongue in little circles. He balls his hands into fists still fighting to keep himself under control.

"Oh my god, Ruby! That's amazing," he moans.

She continues to pleasure him for the longest moment then stands herself up to face him. She continues to stroke his shaft with one hand as she places the other on his bicep. She uses her grip on him to spin him around so that he is the one now beside the bed. She gives him a light push and he falls back onto the bed. Sweat beads down his hairline as he watches her intensely as she slowly unties her robe.

"I wanted this night to be special, so I got something for you."

He wonders what she could mean. 'What could she have gotten for him on such short notice?' She opens the folds of her robe and reveals her newly bought lingerie to him. It is a fully matching outfit that is the same color purple as the robe. The bra is strapless, as well as open cup, with lace that curves around the underwire and helps give her breasts a more full and rounded shape. The cold air has made her nipples small and hard giving her over all look a bit of petiteness to it. Attached further down her abdomen is a guarder-belt complete with thigh-high leggings that help to accentuate just how little fabric makes up her butterfly shaped panties. Once she allows the robe to fall from her shoulders, she stands with her hands on her hips, and she gives him a look with eyes that say, 'Do you like it?' His body responds by giving him the stiffest boner he has ever had in his entire life.

"Ruby, you're a goddess. You know that don't you?"

"If you really feel that way, then I expect nothing less than to be treated as such."

"Of course. I wouldn't have it any other way."

As she crawls over him he realizes a detail about her outfit that he had not noticed while she was standing up. Her panties are crotch-less and as he takes her into his arms he finds that her entire butt is exposed as well. With his cock still filling up with as much blood as it possibly can, he wants so badly to just grab her and force her down over it to stop the aching, but he allows her to remain in control. She sets her knees alongside his hips then reaches down between her legs so that her fingers can help guide his cock between her labia. Already completely wet she is able to set her opening over his head and slide down over him by just releasing the pressure from her knees.

Their backs double ark as her clitoris kisses his base. They moan in unison then give each other a moment to settle into the feeling. Ken feels bigger to her than the night before. He was already decent sized to begin with but now he is even more firm and she can feel every vein in his shaft pulsing against her vaginal walls. Before her head can stop swimming however, he thrusts up into her and sends it spinning all over again. She balances herself by placing her hands over his chest. With each thrust his entire body tenses and she feels his muscles become hard from the tips of her fingers all the way down to her toes that are hugged against his lower legs. He allows her breasts to bounce freely. Though he would love to have them in his hands or even against his face, he keeps his grip on her butt and admires how her bra does its magic of making her breasts look firm but also natural at the same time. She is perfect. From the length of her long brown hair, down to the strength of her hips, and he has her all to himself. The only thing about her that is off is the large bandage across her neck but he knows that is hardly her fault.

"I want to be forever yours, my goddess. Please take me as your humble servant," he begs.

She decides to play along. "Only if you drink of my bounty," she demands as she begins to peel the bandage from her neck.

His eyes dilate as the sound of tape striping off pierces the air. Right away he can see the deep red lines from where he punctured her once flawless skin. The distinct smell of dried blood sends his senses into overdrive.

"But my lady, I couldn't possibly..."

"Silence! It is rude to refuse the gift of a goddess. Now drink."

Surprised that she has decided to take things so seriously, he figures it is best not to argue with her. He sits up to face her while still being hesitant. She takes him by the back of the head and pulls him towards her. He watches as the veins in her neck send blood towards her wound. 'Can I really do this?' He asks himself. Wanting it to be over quickly he takes in a breath then sinks his teeth into the same imprint as before. Her blood quickly fills his mouth and she lets out a wince of pain. As he drinks she continues to thrust down upon him. More still she can feel his veins pulsing deep inside her and becoming even larger.

She moans, "Yeah, that's it baby. I want you to drink and become nice and strong for me."

As planed, he is able to pull back from her easier than the night before. He still can't deny the fact that she tastes like the greatest thing imaginable and all he wants to do is drink every last drop of her, but this is the first time his mind stays in control just enough to remind him that she is more than just a tasty snack. He pulls back from her releasing his breath and licking the excess blood from his lips. She kisses him and takes a bit of the blood into her own mouth. She can't taste what is so appealing to him. Only a metallic bitterness that lingers on the roof of her mouth. To think this is what he has to deal with every time he feeds.

He lowers his head to take her nipple into his mouth and begins sucking it zealously. Needing to find a different part of her that is just as appealing to keep himself from returning to her neck. She realizes his struggle and places the bandage back over the wound. It does little to mask the scent however. As he sucks on her breast, he makes noises as if he is actually receiving milk from her. His tongue dances back and forth over her nipple tickling her.

She giggles, "What are you doing you silly man?"

"I don't know. I can't help myself. I suddenly just feel so energized."

"You're acting like your drunk. Did you have a little too much?"

He looks into her eyes and she can see their glow is vivid. "I don't know. I don't think I have ever felt this way before. I'm just so... happy." He runs his fingers through her hair. "Being with you, it's as if nothing else in the world matters. There is only us, in this moment, right now."

"I feel the same way about you." Her tone becomes serious, "Please promise me you'll never leave. That you will never give up on us."

Knowing full well she is asking him for the impossible, he decides to just tell her what she wants to hear, "I promise."

Overjoyed she takes him into her mouth excitedly and thrusts into him hard. He grips her butt and holds her pelvis as tight to his body as he can. They can't possibly be any closer to one another at this point without causing physical pain. Their breast bones press against each other and their hearts beat as one. The head of his cock tickles the opening of her uterus, and their mouths are becoming sore from the force their tongues are placing against their tips. They stay in this position for the longest moment, only moving just enough for them to feel each other slide in and out ever so slightly.

"You're amazing Ken. I want things to be this way, every day, for the rest of our lives."

"I can't promise it will be this way every day, but I will try my best."

They give each other a big smile then Ruby rests the side of her head against his shoulder. He slides his hands up from her butt and massages her back. Her whole body shivers and he feels her walls tighten around him. She lets out a soft moan and the next thing they know, they reach their climax. This time Ken finds himself able to actually enjoy the moment unlike before where he was too fixated on feeding to have any control over the rest of his body. He still allows his instincts to kick in however, holding Ruby against himself to insure that every last bit of his release fills her. She once again feels his veins pulsing strong and with each pulse she can feel his cock become softer as his seed becomes embedded into her. If she could choose it, she would have him remain inside her all night.

They wait until they feel each others hearts slowing down before Ruby lifts her head up to face him. He wraps his arms around her back and keeps her close. After a moment of looking as if she wants to say something, she instead leans down and kisses him tenderly. He slowly lays back on the bed allowing her to fall to his chest. His soft member slips out of her and she closes her legs to keep his fluids from slipping out and staining the bed. She kisses his abdomen, tickling him a little and he lets out a soft giggle. She then gives him a nibble and he twitches surprised by her action.

"Oh so you like biting too," he says playfully.

"Well yeah. I am sure you'll discover all sorts of surprises about me as we keep dating."

"Dating huh? Who said I wanted to date a crazy chick like you?" He teases. "For all I know, you could be dangerous and try to drug me to use me for sex."

"Shut up," she laughs.

He pulls her in for another kiss not only wanting her to take it as a sign of his feelings for her but also as an apology of sorts. They have only known each other two days but he can already feel a very strong urge compressing his chest with each second he holds her in his arms. She too can tell by his actions that things are becoming serious very quickly and it scares her a bit but at the same time she hopes he has good intentions and really does want to stick around.

She lies down in the bed beside him and they cup their hands as they rest their foreheads together. There are so many questions Ruby wants to ask him but at the same time she doesn't want to bring up hurtful memories for him.

"So, I have something pretty serious to ask you," she starts.

"Okay, shoot," he replies.

"I don't want to freak you out or anything but... should we be using condoms?"

"I take it you're not on birth control?"

"No. My ex didn't want me taking them. He always said that if we were meant to have a baby then we would and that birth control just leads to a lot of health issues. He didn't want a girlfriend with fucked up hormones, so I just never fought with him about it. In hindsight I am glad the two of us never had a baby even thought I thought we were going to end up with one. You however I'm sure wouldn't be okay with getting a woman you just met knocked up so... I figured I should ask."

His face becomes full of sorrow as he thinks of a way to answer her. "You don't have to worry about becoming pregnant with me. I um... I can't have children." He clears his throat having obviously become upset but is doing his best to hide it.

"I'm sorry. Would you like to someday?"

"I-I don't know. I don't think so. I already had children before and I don't think I could go through any of that again."

"I don't mean to pry but, what do you mean you had children? Couldn't they still be around?"

"No. My little ones were killed a long time ago. I had them back before I was turned and they were killed by a group of angry townsmen once they found out what I had become. They said my children were the spawn of evil and burned our house down late one evening while we were all asleep in our beds. I tried to get everyone out but in the end... I was the only one who survived."

She places her hand over his cheek wishing she could remove every bit of his sadness from his mind. "I'm so sorry Kennith."

Tears fill his eyes. "I did everything I could. I fought to put out the fire for so long I actually ended up being roasted alive by the house becoming one big oven. My skin was charred and it wasn't until I could feel my skin literally peeling from my bones that I ran out to the backyard. Of course the townspeople were waiting outside to take down anyone who would exit but I managed to get past them and run away into the forest." His chest becomes so tight he can hardly continue. "Not a day goes by that I don't wish that I had died along side them. I was their father. I was suppose to protect them and I failed. Now I live in this eternal punishment all because of what some wondering vampire did to me."

She hushes him and runs her fingers along the back of his neck. "Do you know who it was? The one who turned you?"

"I don't know who she was. I hardly remember anything from that day. I only remember seeing her face just before she lunged at me and began draining me. She was so hungry. Her body was emaciated. It was like she had just broken out of some kind of holding cell. Her hair was wild, sticking up on all ends and she moved like some kind of animal. No matter now hard I tried to push her away she responded by latching onto me that much tighter. I passed out. Most likely from the blood lose and when I woke up, all I could taste was what seemed like rotted meat that filled my mouth and nose. I couldn't think and I couldn't control my actions. All I wanted was blood and I could smell it for miles around. I killed a lot of innocent people that day. Eventually after feeding enough, my mind finally became present again and I had realized what had been happening to me. Unsure of how long I had been gone I returned home covered in blood and well, you can guess what happened next."

"The townsmen found out it was you who had done the killings and they came to punish you for them."

He just nods in confirmation. She gives him a big kiss and holds his head against her chest. Her comfort helps to calm him down. She kisses his head lovingly over and over until he is able to look at her once again.

He clears his throat, "So yeah um... ever since I have been turned I haven't once been able to start a family again so... I don't think it's even possible with my kind."

"Have you tried to start again?"

"In a way. I guess for my own selfish reasons I didn't care if the woman I was with got pregnant. The idea of being able to pass on a piece of yourself to someone else just always felt right to me."

"Then I guess we'll just have to see what happens."

"Yeah."

They kiss again and he slides his hand up and down her side as she holds his face in place. She eventually stops and pulls back from him a bit.

"Look, I'm going to go take a shower. I feel like I need to get cleaned up. Feel free to join me if you want."

"Okay. Maybe in a few. I just want to lay here for a bit."

"Okay."

She gives him one last kiss before crawling off the bed and heading towards the bathroom. Ken watches her butt sway as she walks away and admires the full view he has of his goddess once again. He gets to see her outfit from the back for only a few moments before she turns the corner in the hallway out of view.

He looks up to the ceiling and becomes lost in thought. The sound of the shower being turned on puts him in a trance. His mind starts to play out so many 'what ifs' in his head. What if he could get Ruby pregnant? Would he want to? Could he even make a good father now that he has to drink blood just to stay alive? How could he ever get a child to understand something like that? And what about Ruby? Would she be okay with giving birth to something so evil? Would he still see his affliction as evil if his child was born of it? He eventually comes to the conclusion that these questions are not worth worrying about. It has been over seventy years and he has been with countless women in that time and none of them have ever reported to him that they were pregnant with his child.

He snaps himself out of his thoughts unsure of how much time has passed but he can still hear the sound of the shower running. He gets up from the bed and heads to the bathroom to take up on Ruby's offer. They make love once more while showering then Ken helps her to clean and bandage her wound before heading to bed.