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"Hey," he hopped off the bed and sat next to her, placing a piece of chocolate in her lap, "That'll make you feel better, it made Harry Potter feel better." Ryan laid his head on her shoulder, "Am I supposed to eat?"
"Hey," he hopped off the bed and sat next to her, placing a piece of chocolate in her lap, "That'll make you feel better, it made Harry Potter feel better." Ryan laid his head on her shoulder, "Am I supposed to eat?"
"I'm sorry, I really shouldn't be this emotional about it but I'm worried." She picked the chocolate up, but didn't eat it. Just looking at food made her stomach churn. She placed it back down with a small sigh.
"You never eat to be fair," he nuzzled closer.
"That's because I don't have to. You know that we've been over this. You, however, do. I don't want to lose you." Her voice dropped off at the last part. She knew she was getting way too upset at this but could she just relax? No.
"I wouldn't die, I'm kinda already dead," he pushed her legs down and sat on her lap, straddling her legs in a less awkward than imagined position.
"No but you're loopy. Hunger can drive people insane. You really should eat something, it would make me feel better."
"Void makes me throw it up because no food makes me weak," he was bouncing a bit, kind of jittery.
"Well can you at least try? Just a tiny bit? Otherwise I think I'm going to have a panic attack."
"What do I eat?" He huffed, his head fell into her neck in defeat.
"What do you think, vampire? Isn't it obvious?" Did she really have to spell it out?
Ryan picked his head up and leaned his forehead against hers, "But then I have to find somebody and they have to die and I'm tired of that,"
"Well you're staring right at someone. I've said it once, I'll say it a thousand times, I don't mind."
"But what if I can't stop and then you die, or I tear your head off, or…." he rambled on with any What if, that came to mind.
She placed her finger over his mouth, forcing him to be quiet. "Any what if's mean nothing. If I die I'll come right back, as for the head thing, regeneration is a facinating thing."
Ryan just smiled at her, "You know you're the best right?"
"I try. Sometimes I think I fail but I do try." She shrugged with a small smile.
He kissed her forehead, "So here's the game plan, I'm very hungry and am going to try not to horror flick your head off,"
"Take as much as you'd like, I've got more than enough to spare. You know, being immortal and all."
"That's ridiculous," he shook his head that was already in her neck, he could hear her heartbeat, the blood rushing through her veins, "Are you sure ab–" He couldn't even finish the sentence before sinking his teeth into her neck.
"Um, to answer the question you couldn't finish, yes I'm sure." The sparks had already started, instantly replacing what was lost in preparation for a large amount being taken.
Ryan pressed harder, his vision faded until it was just black, it had been awhile since the ripper had his way but it was his virus.
She relaxed as much as she could. This wasn't so bad. She'd be fine. Hopefully.
His claws dug into the carpet, his eyes rolled back in a sense of pleasure. 21054 was a monster but Ryan wouldn't hurt Belle, too bad there was no control.
She sat there quietly. He was finally eating, she just had to hope he could keep it down, and she'd be fine.
His head relaxed, it was almost like he was sleeping, the only indication he wasn't was the force he still put into her neck and his tongue that gently brushed her skin. One of his hands moved to push her head closer to him.
She took a few deep breaths to keep her heartbeat even and calm. The sparks had only grown stronger, building up a small storage so that once he finished it wouldn't be such a dramatic fluctuation in blood loss.
He pulled away panting, blood dripped from his lips, the whites of his eyes were red and bloodshot making the blue look bolder. The dark veins danced under his eyes.
"Better? Can I patch up the holes in my neck?" The mini storage filled her veins, she was fine.
Ryan didn’t speak, how could he. He knew she was fine but he still felt guilty. He was still hungry but what matters is you’re satisfied.
"If you want more, that's fine. But if not then I'll get rid of the holes. You're gonna have to say something, silence means nothing."
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