Kirya didn't really know why she had asked Damon to feed on the woman. It was wrong, she knew that, but right now she didn't really give a shit. She was having a blast, and no slutty chick should ruin it.

Damon unwrapped his arms from her, and turned his attention to the girl. She beamed at him, eying Kirya with a look that obviously said "Ha!"

Kirya just smiled back sweetly as Damon started dancing with the blonde.

She found an empty spot by a table close to them. Damon whirled her around so he could watch Kirya over the girl's shoulder. She could see how his face started to distort, his eyes growing black, his veins standing out. He gave her a fanged smile, before burrowing his teeth in the girls exposed neck.

Kirya saw how she tensed before relaxing into his arms. She was probably too drunk to notice anything, or he had her compelled.

Something turned inside her. It felt weird to see him feed on someone else, even though she had been the one to make the suggestion.

Annoyance started to crawl over her. She downed her drink, and enjoyed the burning sensation down her throat. She was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't notice when someone came standing next to her table.

"You seem a bit lonely, darling." The guy from earlier had come over. She looked up at him, sighing. He slipped down on the seat next to her, casually putting an arm around her shoulders.

"Nah, not really." She stiffened under his touch. "Just waiting for my friend."

"Yeah, he seems busy. But I'm not." At that he leaned in. Kirya managed in the last moment to twist her head a bit to the side, resulting in his mouth crashing down on her cheek instead of her lips. He obviously didn't want to stop there, but Kirya protested, trying to push him back.

"Please stop, I'm waiting for someone."

"Yeah and he's here," Damon said as he grabbed Joe by the collar and ripped him away from her. His voice had taken on a dangerous growl. Joe obviously completely wasted, let out an indignant yell, and whirled around on instinct to punch Damon in the face. He stopped in his tracks however, when he saw Damon's fanged smile. He looked incredibly stupid with his fist hovering in the air, and a mask of terror and confusion on his face.

Kirya couldn't help but laugh.

Damon was angry like hell, but somehow Kirya's laugh always caught him of guard. It was catching, and he couldn't help but smile slyly.

"Now. Piss off!" he said to the guy, who happily did as he was told.

"So," Damon said as he slipped down beside her, he didn't continue.

"Yeah," Kirya said, understanding what he meant without having to hear the words.

After a few minutes silence, Kirya broke the silence. "You full yet?"

He gave her a diabolical smile. "Never. Why?"

"Well, this place has become a bit too crowded for my taste, wanna go outside have some air?"

"What does that have to do with me being full?"

Kirya just smiled playingly and shrugged. "Nothing really, I guess." She stood up, starting to walk casually to the door. Crossing the dance floor, she took a couple of small dance steps in rhythm with the music.

He sat for a moment watching her, thinking how he had had more fun the past to days with her than the past decade. It was weird how she kept surprising him. He would think he finally had her figured out, and then she'd do something completely unexpected.

He sighed, well that was actually part of the allure with her. And he had to admit, it was refreshing having someone around so at ease with his nature. He still couldn't believe she had actually encouraged him to feed on that girl? He shook his head as he got up. Well, he was going along for the ride.

Kirya leaned against the cold brick wall outside the bar. She was drunk. She had only really realized it, when she had walked out of the bar. The chill in the air, was refreshing though.

Next to her the door was opened, and Damon came out, looking around for her. His eyes quickly found her.

"Done drinking yet?" he smirked.

"Nah, the night has just begun, right?" She looked at him, obviously struggling to find words for something. He waited a bit but when she obviously wasn't gonna find the right ones, he huffed impatiently.

"Come on. Spit it out." His words came out a little more harsh than he had intended, but just the smell of her, was making the hunger stir inside him. And, he realized, he was pretty drunk himself.

She almost seemed to shrink under his words, for a second looking exactly like the girl he'd once known.

Clearly uneasy, she looked down. "I was just wondering..." She trailed off.

Damon stepped forward, cupping her face with his hands. "Look at me," he whispered. Biting her lip she looked up into his eyes. She relaxed a bit, but was clearly still not feeling totally at ease. It annoyed him more than it should.

Taking in a deep breath she picked up again. "It's just, you know if you want to..." She trailed her fingers across her neck and collarbone, tipping her head slightly to the side, like he had seen her do so many times before.

It was all he could do to hold back from her right then. "You sure?" He eyed her intently, catching the almost invisible nod. But the thing that convinced him, was the fire in her eyes.

"OOkayy." He was just about to do it, when she grabbed his jacket roughly and dragged him to the side, at bit farther into the shadows.

He growled annoyed, but she just let out a weak laugh. "Can't have anyone watching, I'm not one to making my own job harder than it already is."

Now in the shadows, and in less direct view from the street she let him press her up against the wall, moaning quietly when he bit down, piercing her skin.

It was different from last night. All the sensations was there. But they didn't seem to overwhelm her in the same way. She pressed herself against him, making him growl. She could feel it all through his body. "Don't lose control," she whispered, hardly having enough breath to press out the words.

His feeding slowly turned into kisses up her neck, before he whispered into her ear, causing her to smile. "Never." Then he went down again.

It was weird, Damon thought. Normally having blood as good as Kirya's, he would probably not have been able to control himself, especially with that out of the mind feeling it gave him. But, he realized, what he had told her, was no lie. He had never felt so tuned in with a humans vitals during feeding. Her every heart beat, every pulse through her vein, every ragged breath that escaped her lips was like his own. He didn't think he would ever be able to loose control with a feeling of being so in sync with another being.

When he pulled away from her, she staggered a bit. He steadied her, and she looked up at him with a dazed smile.

"I'm hungry."

An uncontrollable laughter burst out of him, and she tried to look offended, but she was failing miserably, joining in.

When they both caught their breath again, she said. "I really am hungry. Now I think about it I don't think I've eaten anything at all today."

"Well, then we'd better go grab something." He let an arm snake around her shoulders, holding her close to his side. In return she wrapped an arm around his waist.

"Lead the way."

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