Daylight\\A.I. & C.H.

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Ashton and Claire

Ashton reaches Claire's door, his hand shaking as he reaches for the door knob and releases a deep breath. He squeezes his eyes shut before he twists the handle and pushes inside. His eyes land on Claire, crouching next to some strange young man, barely legal, as she sucks from his neck, the room smelling like metal.

The guy opens his eyes and sees Ashton, becoming scared and squirming before Claire turns around to see what's frightened him.

"Ashton," she breathes in disbelief.

"Get out," he says to the teen, thumbing to the door as they both stand up.

"No," the Source challenges, wanting to return to his high.

Ashton's nostrils flare as he steps in front of the kid, Claire rolling her eyes and leaving to her bedroom, too tired to deal with this, before Ashton towers over him, "Consider this a thank you for saving your life and get the fuck out."

"That was my dinner," Claire huffs annoyed when Ashton enters her room, his shoulders falling in relief at her appearance, no longer frail and translucent, but still not as a vibrant.

Ashton approaches her as she steps back continuing until her back is pressed against the wall and he smirks, "You didn't really want him."

"I have to feed," she says plainly, her jade eyes locking on his.

"Here," he smiles, lifting his wrist to her, but she turns away.

"Ashton, we shouldn't," she shakes her head.

"Roni is wrong. You're right," he brushes her hair from her face and her eyes close, just his touch reviving her prana. "Drink. Let me be your Source. Heal. Please, Baby."

She nods as she shakily takes his wrist, his scent flooding her nostrils and her Hunger rises, making her stomach burn. She bites into his flesh, a small hiss leaving his lips before he moans, her venom retoxing him. He falls into her, catching his weight on the wall with his forearm as he rests his face into her hair, breathing in her enticing scent as his body floods with bliss.

"I missed you," he whispers over her ear as she nods, relaxing into him as her body accepts his blood and she feels back to herself. "Don't make me go away again," he pleads, before she sucks harder and he moans, pressing his hips into her. "I'll never leave you again," he whines, kissing her forehead then her temple before lowering to her neck to taste her sweet skin.

She whines and sucks deeply, making him moan but stagger as his knees become weak and she shoves him away, panting, "I'll drain you."

Before he can answer she runs out of the room, him close behind once he regains his breath and follows her to the mini fridge where she pulls out three blood bags, sucking them all down quickly. The heavy amount mixed with his powerful essence rejuvenates her to the fullest; feeling stronger than ever before. She turns to him, the gold ring around her pupil glowing bright as he feels her power, becoming instant drawn to her and willing to bow to her every will.

She jumps into his arms as she claims his mouth before he slams her into the wall, her legs wrapping tight around him.

"I've missed you so much, Amantis," she whines against his lips. "Perpetuum ligati."

He carries her to the bed and plops her down as he pants over her, still weak from her insatiable feed. She grabs his face, looking into his eyes and listens to his heart working overtime. He makes eye contact, grateful to see the vivid green again as he brushes her thick voluminous red hair from her face, her compexion a creamy porcelain.

"Here," she says, biting her wrist and bringing it to his mouth.

"No," he shakes his head and pulls away.

"It's okay," she reassures, "I took too much from you and then overfed. I have plenty to spare. Please, you're becoming ill."

Ashton stares at her blood, his chest heaving as his body tensing and tells him to taste it, his muscles ready to take it in. He swallows before readjusting his weight to grip her arm and bring it to his mouth. The sweet serum wafts into his nostrils as his tongue slides out over his lip, swiping up the bead that formed.

"Ahhhhh," he moans in contentment as it dissolves over his tongue, calling him to take more.

His grip becomes firm as he secures his lips around the four holes, drawing out her nectar as she moans breathily and watches the color return back to face. She caresses his beautiful beige skin before he looks at her, his eyes olive green before his pupils begin to dilate, leaving behind a soft caramel brown. Her fingers tangle up in his wild hair and he pulls his mouth away, licking her wrist before she moves it to his hair as well.

He lowers down and kisses her deeply, heated passion taking over him as his soul rejoices to be with her again. Her legs wrap around him and she pulls him down to her, wanting to feel his strong frame cloak her, righting all the wrong they suffered. His body rocks into hers as he pushes his tongue past her sharp teeth and massages hers, licking up her delicious saliva.

His mouth moves to her neck, kissing and sucking her sugary skin as her hands run down his strong muscular back, curving along the shape of his waist to his pants. Their breath picks up as her small cool hands open his jeans and she runs her chilled fingers along his waistband, his hot skin tensing at the sensation. A whine vibrates in her ear as he presses his hips into her, alerting her of his hardness as he bites her neck, making her gasp.

"Harder," she begs him. He obliges pinching her skin as she hisses before she requests more, "Harder, make me bleed."

"I can't," he admits, shaking his head at the thought of his teeth crunching into her delicate flesh.

"That's okay," she breathes, kissing him before pulling his shirt off and he does the same, kissing at her bare chest as his hands knead her, making her moan out loudly before she reaches to her nightstand.

He lifts his head to watch her pull back a knife, startling him and she chuckles before caressing his face, but he asks anyway, "What are you doing?"

She smiles as she bring the knife to the side of her neck and pushing the tip into her white skin, her dark thick blood running out as she pulls the knife away. Ashton's mouth waters, his tongue twitching as it longs to lap up her drug. She tosses the knife back to the nightstand and stares at Ashton, watching his eyes as they follow the bead now running down her small beautiful neck.

"This will be easier that my wrist," she proclaims.

"Claire, I-" he stutters, gawking at the blood longingly.

"It's okay," she whispers, grabbing his face, "Just for this reunion."

"Okay," he concedes, lowering down to her neck.

He licks up the running bead, cleaning her neck before latching on, filling his mouth before gulping it down. She moans at his warm mouth covering her neck as his large hot hand cradles her head; her special human. His moans vibrate into her throat as he fists the sheets and her hair, sucking deeply as the substance leaks into his own blood stream, empowering him and wrapping tightly around his brain, shrouding his mind.

"Ashton," she warns him, grabbing his arms, "Be careful." He doesn't budge, continuing to suck with force. "You're going to overdose," she panics when she pushes on him but he doesn't move, her blood giving him greater strength than her own. "Ashton please, you'll pass out!" she shouts as he rolls into her before pulling away panting.

Her dark blood coats the inside of his bottom lip as he breathes deeply, with his mouth parted open and his eyes closed, his pheromones stronger than before. A shiver runs down her spine as she stares at him, smelling a change in the air that she can't pinpoint. She reaches her hand to his face and he slowly opens his eyes, back to olive green, but his pupil is pinpoint small with a thick dim gold ring around it.

She gasps as she marvels at him, completely fine in his overdosed state; having the opposite reaction than every single mundane she's encountered. Her small fingers bush under his eye as she takes in the gold ring, awestruck by this mysterious man. His eyes close at her touch before he leans down and kisses her sweetly, his body vibrating with a power he's never felt before, making him feel invincible.