Chapter.5 (i think)

A/N : not that long, but I like it and stuff. Though it's very unlikely you'd still be reading if you didn't like this kind of thing, but if you don't and your still reading, i'd say you shouldn't read it.

On with this small part (504 words) :

Sark walked into his hotel room and as he reached for the light switch he felt a strong hand wrap around his outstretched hand. He tried to tug it back, but the seemingly female hand (because of the nails digging into his shirt clad arm) only tugged back.

Another hand wraps itself on his other hand, and then the woman's hands that were doing this started to push him backwards. When he's backed up against the wall next to the door, his exit, he can feel her coming closer to him.

She had turned on a little lamp further inside the room, one that he for some reason didn't register when he first entered. He saw her face, when she was a hair-breath away from him, with the little light glowing behind her.

She looked pleased that he wasn't trying something stupid like when they first met, after her new life began. She had this look in her eyes that could best be described as the 'kid in a candy store' look. Exactly like that, and she was going to enjoy it to its full extent.

She leans her head down to his neck. He could swear he heard her sniff his neck, but maybe he was just imagining it. However he knew he was not imaging her lick his neck, her smile against his throat or the pain that shot through him, when he felt her bite down and break skin over her old (few weeks old) bite mark.

If he couldn't fight her at his best there was no chance, in heaven or hell that he could fight and win her now. Soon after that he became faint because of the blood loss. This was far worse than any injury he'd gotten, and they were quite a few.

He slid down the wall as she let him go. He just sat there, half-blacked out. However he did notice her biting her wrist. She then crouched down next to him, and put her bloody wrist next to his mouth. He looked at her wrist for a few minutes, before she sighs and puts her other hand on the back of his head.

It's a shock to his system when he feels the blood on his lips. However still, he doesn't open his mouth, lick his lips or do anything, he stays perfectly still. She rolls her eyes and whispers in his ear; "You know, like in most cheesy movies, there's an easy way and a hard way. I wish you'd pick the easy one because you'd hate me more after the hard way." After telling him this, she again pushes her wrist towards his mouth. He puts a hand around her wrist, and does as he's told.

He never enjoys it, and is more than glad when she pulls her wrist back. She wipes some blood away, with her thumb that remains at the corner of his mouth.

"See, wasn't that better?" She asks him smiling, before he totally blacked out.

TBC...

(it could have been way more bloody, but I think I held back. But maybe next part/s is/are gonna be a bit more bloody.)

So, do you want more? I have more ideas. It'll be fun, well, for you types that are like me. lol