pHe tore open the bag and began sipping the blood./p
pSymbolic castration was not all it was cracked up to be./p
pHe slipped into game face without much focus, sharp ridges blossoming over smooth natural features, eyebrows retreating under masses of skin./p
pWhen he was a child- way back when, before the term childe had even had a meaning for him, before sodding Anne Rice claimed him and his whole species as her due- he had heard fairy tales from his family. He had tried to carry those into a hobby as a poet, but a stunning lack of talent prevented him from truly gaining notoriety. Still, he remembered the stories of Beauty and the Beast- how, with enough love, the beautiful princess could transform the hideous creature into something she could enjoy./p
pAs a vampire, he'd gotten cynical; could happily say that he'd spent much of the past hundred years thinking about how the only reason the beast was transformed was that interspecies sex was not what they wanted the young children of Paris contemplating./p
pThe young children of Paris could instead contemplate his fangs as they slid effortlessly into young necks./p
pBut that was then, this was now./p
pThe bag empty, he threw it into a corner. It hit the wall and slid to the ground./p
pSymbolic castration was not all it was cracked up to be./p
pHe slipped into game face without much focus, sharp ridges blossoming over smooth natural features, eyebrows retreating under masses of skin./p
pWhen he was a child- way back when, before the term childe had even had a meaning for him, before sodding Anne Rice claimed him and his whole species as her due- he had heard fairy tales from his family. He had tried to carry those into a hobby as a poet, but a stunning lack of talent prevented him from truly gaining notoriety. Still, he remembered the stories of Beauty and the Beast- how, with enough love, the beautiful princess could transform the hideous creature into something she could enjoy./p
pAs a vampire, he'd gotten cynical; could happily say that he'd spent much of the past hundred years thinking about how the only reason the beast was transformed was that interspecies sex was not what they wanted the young children of Paris contemplating./p
pThe young children of Paris could instead contemplate his fangs as they slid effortlessly into young necks./p
pBut that was then, this was now./p
pThe bag empty, he threw it into a corner. It hit the wall and slid to the ground./p