"I-I don't understand." she admitted as her breath calmed. He chuckled before sitting back down on his thrown.
"Did you want to continue? I thought you weren't interested in taking other's lives." he teased before sipping at his 'wine'.
"It was a simulation, of course I wanted to see what it would be like, but, if it were real... I don't know what I'd do." she pondered. Satisfied with her reaction, he continued what she was so eager to experience.
"S-Stop it! I... can't breathe!" the man cried with agony as his voice was slowly drawn taught with pressure. Grinning, she brought the man close to her mouth, fangs pulsating and aching to sink into this flesh. Why was she so excited and desperate? Perhaps it was an experience no other human could truly experience. Opening her mouth, her tongue reached out and slathered the side of his neck with her warm saliva. Skin tasted similar to that of a pie crust-in the sense the contents past the first layer are holding much more delicious treats. With a yelp for oxygen, she noticed the color difference from the man's neck up where she was choking him. Aw yes, something about this excited her.
Sniffing, in a final moment, she gently placed her mouth over his skin, and as if to savor, she ever so slowly pierced his skin. Pressing harder and harder, skin can be so flexible, but, it all eventually tears to force.
The sudden push and her senses were filled with nothing she had never felt before. The world was so calm and colorful. A child resting on a swingset before the world was painted into a rainy night with flowers tossed out on the street before the scent of a cigar tickled her nose. So much shifted and changed so quickly, but to her, it was as if one second was filled with an entire year. It was not at all too fast, it was the right pace. It was enough to where she could experience every detail but then have it burst into another. This was the act of drinking another's blood? This is what was experienced? The goosebumps and shivers were so delectable while her pallet quivered for more of this beautiful taste.
Every second passed and then the scenery led up to here. She could feel nothing at this moment but blood rush past her taste buds and into her gut as it coated her throat. It was so short and not nearly enough to sate her! She craved more! She needed more of this euphoria! Dear God, this is what every vampire experiences? How could a human understand...
"You look so gorgeous like this." he brushed a hand past her cheek and over the wound he had given her. He hated the bandage...
"What?" she questioned as she realized she had been placed on his lap. He looked to sweet with those red eyes and that unruly mop of hair. How could such an attractive man add up to be the insane killer she knew? With a sigh, she pushed his hand aside and covered her cut with her hair to conceal the gruesome injury.
"That was something else, Alucard." she commented as she thought over the simulation he had given her. With a grin he brushed his nose over her cheek before kissing above the area he had bit.
"Have I changed your mind? No human could ever experience such a wondrous spectacle, my dear." he reminded her painfully. Why couldn't she just... Just see and feel all of that again? Why was it all so temporary, why is all of her life so temporary?
"I-I don't know, I had no clue that's what your kind experienced. It was all so wonderful and warming, I don't know if my mind can be sated now." she thought to the side, grinning against her cheek, he hand tightened around her thigh.
"That is every vampire's hunger, my dear Elyza. This is the euphoria I have painted for those willing to give up their humanity; for, Elyza, one must give to receive." running an ungloved hand through her hair, she looked to his eyes that, for once, seemed calm and that of an everyday man's. If it weren't for his homicidal tendencies, perhaps she could bring herself to love this attractive man. Alas, her crazy stalker had be hellbent on blood and gore. Why couldn't this be her own fairytale? The kind every girl dreams of. To have a dashing king swoon over her... That's what their past had been if what Alucard had told her was true.
"You know Elyza, I can peer into your mind. I can see what you're thinking about, or rather, your thoughts about us." he cupped her cheek gently, and surprised by his words, she immediately thought about something else. She couldn't even have a moment of peace in her own head!
"Ugh, why do you have to do that? It feels like I don't have any privacy." she lightly punched his shoulder with frustration. With a grin, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close into a hug. He had been doing this more and more, and truthfully, she wasn't sure how to feel about it.
"I cannot help myself, you aren't around me as much as you used to be." he admitted somberly. Slightly frowning, she felt a pang of guilt, after all, Alucard had been waiting on her return for years.
"I'm sorry, but I just need time to think about everything that's being presented to me. I haven't even been living her for more than a month and yet here I am being offered a sort of immortality..." hugging him back, she quickly pulled away with a deep exhale. If anything, she saw Alucard more of a friend willing to kill anyone who hurt her.
"...If you so wish. Although, your time is limited as a human." he responded lowly. Limited? Well of course she would eventually die if she didn't let him bite her, but, there's plenty of time before that happens.
"I suppose. Anyways Alucard, it's getting late and I'm tired." she began to excuse herself. With a small grumble, he quickly lifted her in a bridal position and carried her to own quarters. Why did she have to be so indecisive?
"Good morning Miss Carpathia, I hope you don't mind we've taken the liberty to serve you breakfast in your quarters. Alucard insisted we treated you to the best of our hospitality." Walter started as he pushed a cart of food into her room. Surprised, she nonetheless welcomed the well timed breakfast. One thing was for sure, Alucard did pamper her.
"O-Oh, thanks." she responded as Walter headed to the door taking his leave. He bowed before turning around and closing the door behind him. Lightly smiling, she turned around and looked to the several platters that were covered with a matching silver top. Her stomach gurgled, and quickly, she removed the tops and fixed herself a plate of the delicious looking food.
"Did you enjoy your morning meal? You used to make me that sort of thing alll the time." a voice interrupted her. Startled she tripped over her shorts and fell face first onto the ground. Why did he have to come in while she was getting dressed?!
"Get out! I'm changing!" she exclaimed as she tried to stand and pull her pants up at the same time.
"Why are you so modest, dear? We've already been much more intimate..." he trailed off as hands rested on her shoulders. Hearing that sent her face into flames and she stepped away. Shirt... Where was a shirt?..
"D-Don't talk like that!" she exclaimed as she reached for the t-shirt she had set aside for the day. Swift hands nabbed the garment of clothing. Frustrated, she turned to face him with an arm covering her cleavage and growled at him angrily.
"You look better just wearing that, it shows off your body." he chuckled to himself as he held the shirt too high for her to reach. Exasperated with his antics, she turned around and sifted through her luggage for another shirt. Anything went well with jeans right?
"Well of course it does, considering I'm only wearing a bra." she retorted before slipping on a different shirt. Defeated, Alucard dropped the clothing to the ground and looked to her disgruntled. Triumphantly, she smiled as she slipped on her usual jacket.
"Are you going somewhere?" he asked inquisitively. Shaking her head, she tucked away her phone in her pocket and fixed her hair.
"No, I just like wearing my jacket." she explained. Pleased with her response, he followed her downstairs.