I don't own anything regarding MOONLIGHT. If I did, I would certainly be Josef's freshie! LoL Maybe Mick's, but most definitely Josef's!

This is just a drabble from Josef's point of view, continuing the POV series per request. I just like the idea of Beth and Josef together. This story is, for obvious reasons, rated M. this one may have a little more detail than Beth's POV. I haven't written smut for so long. LoL :) Still, I hope you enjoy!

I know it won't end well for Beth…or Mick…or Josef. Relationship boundaries are being crossed and I like Beth, but I like her better with Josef…for the fact that he's hot! ;) Mick's hot…but rule number one: If you're hot, don't have a hot best friend. ;) (and yes, once my muses can figure out Mick and Coraline's POVs, I'll write theirs.)

She's late. I give her an hour to get her from the moment I call. The later she is, the longer I feed. Oh, I'll never drain her, but I'll feed on her several times during the night. Yet, it seems she continues to be later and later. I'm beginning to think it's intentional.

It's not that I'm frustrated at her tardiness…honestly, the more that I can feed from her, the happier I am, but tonight…tonight's different. The moon is full and the stars bright. Some legends regarding vampires are true. Vampires love full moons and bright stars. It's like a bright sunny clear day for those left in the mortal coil. But it's not just the moon, skies, and stars that are different. The air's different; I'm different and I'm clueless as to why. I am beginning to want more from Beth and tonight I'll cross that line.

I see her pull up in the car I sent. After all, if I'm going to feed off her, there's no reason she can't arrive in style. I see her look up, but she doesn't see me. That dress…those heels…she knows how much I like them on her and every feed, she's wearing them. Can one get sick of a sexy woman in sexy clothes? I don't think so.

I am very aware of her presence as she comes in. I am amazed that any woman can walk on 4" stilettos and yet Beth does. And she has a certain sexiness about her as she does. There is no doubt that tonight…I'm crossing the line between us. The way she's looking at me, I'm guessing she's feeling the same way.

For the first time, I don't want to feed off her. I want to be with her…to be one with her. I want to feel her body gyrating against mine in pure unadulterated passion. The hunger for her is physical. I hunger for her touch…her kisses…I merely hunger for her.

She walks towards me and I'm very aware desire. Usually, when I choose to feed off her neck, I stand behind her. Makes it easier for both of us, but not now. I'm not feeding. I pull her towards me and gently brush the hair off her neck. While, as a vampire, I am very aware of the warm delicious blood in her veins, I am more aware of the warm blood flowing in my body.

Despite what people may think, I can control my vampiric nature. I place my lips on her neck and softly kiss. I know that she is confused and waiting for me to feed, but not now. Not tonight. Tonight is merely about laying her down and making love to her. No feeding. I have other freshies for that purpose. While that may have been the original intent with Beth, I can no longer deny that she moved past freshie and into near obsession.

I reach over an slip a strap off her shoulder. Her skin is so soft and she's wearing some sort of flowery perfume. The one that drives me crazy. I feel the desire in me rise and I can't control the man that still is alive in me. I slide my hand up her legs and much to my pleasure, she wasn't wearing any underwear. I gently caress her and put my fingers in her. Her moans of pleasure excite me.

Her breathing follows mine in intensity. I move my lips over hers and kiss her. She returns the kiss and I know that before the night is over, I will not just be her feeder, but her lover.

As I press her softly against the wall, she helps me remove my shirt and I feel an electricity as she runs her hands over my chest. With every touch of her hands, I felt the craving continuing to grow in me. I know my eyes are that vampiric blue as I look at her, studying her, reading her. She desired me as much as much as I desired her. I slide the other strap down and she looks at me, expecting me to feed, but I can't. Not now. There's too much desire, too much electricity to feed. I reach behind her and unzip the dress, letting it fall.

Beth has the perfect body. It begs to be touched, and so I do. I softly begin to rub her bare breasts and I feel her body jolt in pleasure. I smell her blood rushing. I feel my blood rushing. I lean into her ear and whisper "Let me have all of you." and she murmurs consent.

And that's all I need.

I slowly kiss her entire body. She lets out soft moans of pleasure as I make my way down her body. I feel her energy as I begin to taste her. I can control the vampire in me, but it's becoming harder and harder to. I know, from my own experiences, that the soft gliding of fangs across skin is very sensual and erotic. I don't know if Mick does that with her, but I am.

I look up at her as she looks down at me. I very slowly and gently pull her down to me. Within seconds, she has helped remove the last barrier between me and her. As I glide into her, I feel the pleasure vibrate through my body as I continue my rhythm in and out of her.

I feel the vampire in me wake up and I let out a soft growl and I know sooner or later I'm going to need to bite into something. I don't trust myself to continue to kiss her neck so I look down at her. There is lust, love, and longing in her eyes. I roll over and she's now on top of me, looking down at me, studying me. I keep my rhythm as the vampire in me continues to wake up.

I know I'm going to have to bite. Every vampire does. I have pillows in reach and as I reach for one, she places her hands over mine. "Bite into me." she softly whispers. The urge is primeval and I sit up and bite into her neck. She climaxes as I do. I feel my body convulse in ecstasy as I drink.

I'm careful to not drink too much and I pull away, licking the drops of blood that are on her neck. I'm not one for regret, so there's none. I know Mick is going to know and he's going to be upset, but right now, I don't care. I've got Beth in my arms and I've gone from feeder to lover.

I let her, like I always do, gather her strength. She is naked against me and I continue to softly stroke her body. I continue to take in her scent and softly kiss her neck. I know when she's strong enough to leave and I help her dress. "Mick mustn't know about this." I whisper. I know he's smelled me feeding on her, but I still wonder if he smells my scent on her. If he has, he's not said anything to me.

I escort her down downstairs and give her one last kiss. "Next time, don't be late." I tease.

She smiles at me and I know that next time, she's going to be very late.