Author's Note: Sorry for taking so long to update! I'm a terrible person. T.T I'll try to be more active over the summer! I'm sorry!
"Anyways, what makes a vampire?" I asked Arthur my head resting on his lap. His lap was surprisingly comfortable.
"Well…" He said glancing up at the ceiling as if the answers where there. Arthur sipped his tea before answering. "All I know is that if a vampire sucks you dry, you usually become one." He said setting his tea-cup back down on his plate.
I stared at his face. He was calmer now that he had his tea. Was that just the effect tea had on British people?
"Now I get to ask you a question, luv." He said with a slight smirk.
"We're still playing this game?" I muttered rolling my eyes.
He chuckled with his gentlemanly charm. "I do love games in which you get flustered." He said devilishly and sipped his tea.
Damn calm, perverted, tea drinking, vampire bastard!
"Have you ever dated someone before?" He asked raising one of his odd eyebrows.
I blushed. "Again with my love life…" I muttered.
"Let me guess you're a virgin." Arthur said with a smirk.
"And what if I wasn't!?" I blurted out and soon regretted it.
He looked down at me with a shocked look on his face, a little hurt too. Then something sparked in his green eyes. Arthur leaned over me and placed his tea down on the table, giving me the joy of my face squished against his stomach.
"Should I find out for myself?" He asked his voice low.
"What?" I asked blushing deeply in disbelief to what he said.
Arthur nudged me off his lap and to the arm of the couch. He climbed on top of me and starting kissing my neck. Of course from that blood loss I was weak and couldn't push him off me!
"Arthur, stop it!" I whimpered.
He seemed lost and nipped at my collar bone. He quickly unbuttoned my jeans and just as quickly slid his hand in. I nearly shrieked at the sudden cold fingers on my sensitive skin.
"Arthur!" I moaned in protest.
"I won't stop until I get my answers." He said with a smirk and licked his lips.
"O.K, O.K! I'm a virgin and I've only been on a couple of dates with some girls!" I spilled out. That damn Brit' has another thing coming if he thinks he'll get away with this!
"Could have fooled me, luv." He said with a sigh and slid his hand out. "Pity you spilled so soon, I was just starting to have fun."
I kicked him in the gut, sending him falling back onto the couch. "Pervert" I muttered. "Anyways it's my turn. How old are you?" I asked him as I sat up.
His cheeks reddened a bit. "I don't think you want to know that." He told me picking up his tea and sipping it once more.
"Why not?" I asked him.
"You do realize vampires live forever?"
"Yeah, so?"
Arthur took a deep breath and rolled his eyes. "I was born back in the Gregorian age in Great Britain." He said matter-of-factly.
I looked at him dumbfounded. "How old does that make you?" I asked.
He gave me a scowl. "Really, really old"
"No seriously! Like hundreds of years old?"
"Pretty much, luv" He said with a sigh and a sip of tea.
We just sat there for a while in awkward silence as Arthur drank his tea. He didn't look hundreds of years old. How could he be that old? Are vampires just permanently sexy? Wait, who made him a vampire anyways?
"Hey Arthur" I said grabbing his attention.
"What is it?"
"You don't look so bad for being over a hundred years old."