The pain now was intense, it ached like a bad bruise, it stung like needles scraping on skin. It burned like a bad acid spill from a chemistry project. This was just the after-pain. Last night when Zero had drank from your shoulder, it was the worst pain you had ever felt. Your cousin's bite had been like a butterfly kiss compared to what Zero had done. It should be mentioned; that purely vampire bites aren't like in the romance books. They don't bring out sparks of ecstasy and pleasure. They hurt, like hell. Now you had to wake up to the after-affects. Luckily for you,he had been kind when he gained enough humanity to drag himself off your shoulder, the crimson lust was finally faded from his eyes. He had wrapped your shoulder in bandage and laid you to rest. He then dragged himself out quickly with an air of disappointment surrounding him...though, you think he kissed your forehead first.

You cry out as you attempt to get out of bed, quickly falling back down into the soft linens. It was eight in the morning, you didn't have to be in class till twelve. But it was the first day, and you had an odd schedule to get used to. Get up at twelve, take four hours of day class, break-time and patrol, take four hours of night class, patrol and break again, and then go to sleep around two in the morning. It was odd, but it was what you chose, what kept Emma safest,and also, what afforded you the most time with Zero.

You hardly thought you could sleep, and you definitely couldn't get up. So your eyes just played idly around the room. They glanced at something particularly useful. A napkin, with a phone number on it, and a scratchily written 'Z' signed below. You made a smile-like wince and pulled out your phone, typing in the strain of digits and creating a new contact. You paused before letting your thumbs tip-tap over the buttons and create what you were sure would be an eloquently written, insightful, and creative first message.

You:/Hey./

You face-palmed at the revolutionary appeal your fingers had failed to create. Unexpectedly however, a tiny 'Ding!' echoed through the air just as you were becoming adjusted to your eyes being covered in palm. You figured you should peek through your fingers and check to see what it said.

Z:/Hi./

His response wasn't much more personalized than yours till the next ding came. Err, dings rather.

Z:/Are you alright?/

Z:/Actually, screw that. You seem to always think you're alright, so simply put, we need to talk./

You paused then let your thumbs talk instead of your groggy brain, which may have actually been the best choice for that moment.

Y:/What?Why? And, Now?/

Z: /Just...Courtyard, ten minutes./

Y:/I um, I hate to say this..but I can't.../

Z:/Does it hurt that bad?/

Y:/.../

Z:/_. Does it hurt that bad?/

Y:/...Yes.../

Z:/...I'll be over in a few minutes. Don't move/

Y:/Yah...right :| /

Zero was indeed right over, in about five minutes the knock at the door was followed by a brisk opening of it. He just awkwardly leaned on the frame and looked down sadly.

"What?" You ask gently."You look so nervous now, I don't think I've seen you look this gloomy..." It was true, you hadn't and it hurt like a punch to the gut seeing him like this. He sighed and looked down at his crossed arms.

"You know what..." His voice was filled with remorse and reserve.

"Are you sure I do?" you were pretty sure you did, but checking to make sure didn't hurt.

"Last night...it can't happen again." His eyes shifted towards and away from you quickly, multiple times. You swear you saw them tinged with red. That might explain why he had previously refrained from eye contact.

"If you need it, you need it Zero." His eyes flashed a deeper, aggressive red and his eye contact didn't hinder this time around. His tone no longer gentle.

"I don't need it, _. I'm fine without. I have other methods."

"Don't lie to me Zero, I know you need it whether you like it or not. It's part of being Level I can stop you from going insane by suffering a little pain myself, then so be it."

"I don't need it, I've survived this long without. All we're doing now is playing with temptation."

"Just because you can survive that way doesn't mean you should, Zero."

"I don't believe you understand." He stood tall, intimidating as he walked closer to you, resting his arms on either side of you on the sheets and let his voice got heavy. "I got a little taste of you, and now I'm hooked, like an addiction alright?I crave you worse than I've craved anyone at any time before." Blush spread across your face as you couldn't help but entertain the thought that his lust might extend to more than your blood.

"Well, you need it Zero, even if you didn't know it till now."

"No I don't."

"Yes you do."

"No, I don't."

"You don't have to go insane, Zero." His eyes narrowed and desire crept into those scarlet irises.

"I'll go insane over you if you let me in and then change your mind. Back out now before this gets more difficult for me to resist." Your heart pounded in your chest as the words escaped his somehow completely-serious mouth.

"I won't change my mind. You can feed as many times as you like."

"What about the pain? I don't want you to deal with it."

"I Can and will deal with it." Zero paused and seemed to be thinking for a minute. His lips were completely flat as he uttered the next sentence.

"Fine, if you insist. I didn't think I'd get to this but...If I am to enjoy this, then so will you." Your breath staggered at this.

"Wh-at do you mean exactly?"

"I mean. I can make that pain a little less evident." His hand reached up to the side of your face and you could feel his palm slide against your jaw, causing you to shiver.

"Wh-wha-" Before you could ask any further he had bent his head down so his lips were centimeters from yours, the warmth of his mouth so teasingly close. He looked up to you with his craving eyes, they were halfway between icy cold and firey red. His desire, you could now tell, was not just limited to the blood inside your body, but your body itself.

"Do you consent?" His breath hot on your lips. He repeats the question after you've stared dazedly at him for a few seconds." Do you consent?" You nod quickly- without a second thought and close your eyes, pressing your mouth to his and not caring about the pin-pricks on your lips, just the tongue running over them that followed. You sighed and relaxed into the kiss and let your hands settle onto his body. This, you could tell, was going to be an enjoyable arrangement.

(A.N. Question for My readers, do you want me to write a seperate version of what happens in sexy parts on a different account and link it here, or should I keep this going in pg-13 and keep the sexy parts out of it? Either put in reviews or message me with an amswer if you care which it is c: )