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

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Ashton and Calum

"Are you ready to go down stairs?" Claire gently asks, her naked body draped over Ashton's as he plays with her thick red hair.

"I don't know," he admits, concerned he might crave their blood, "I'm scared."

"I understand," she whispers, "But you did drink, so maybe that will help?"

"I hope so," he says, still uneasy.

"We can wait a while longer," she sighs, resting her head deep into his chest as her cold hand glides over his smooth warm skin.

He grabs her hand and brings it to his mouth, pressing her fingertips to his lips as he kisses them sweetly before looking at her, "I should probably get this over with."

"Okay," she agrees, leaning up on his chest to look at him directly, caressing his handsome face.

"Promise me something, though," he whispers before he swallows.

"Yes," she nods, watching his eyes turn down in worry.

"Don't let me hurt anyone."

"Asht-"

"Claire," he exhales with intensity while he grabs her shoulders and his jaw trembles, "promise me."

"I promise," she says quietly before he relaxes, looking deep into her eyes.

Her fingers caress his face before he closes his eyes, letting her soothe him as her body sinks into his. Her leg slowly slides over his hip, the cool but soft texture sending a chill down his spine. He opens his eyes to find her memorizing his face with adoration and he wonders if she would still like him without the Bond.

To afraid to ask he just grabs her hips and rolls on top of her, covering her mouth with his as he rubs his tongue over hers. A needy whine rolls up her throat to him making him want her before she bites his lip and gently pushes him away. She stares into his eyes before trailing her fingertips down his neck and chest.

"Are you using me as a distraction?" she smirks.

"Maybe," he huffs, dropping his head to her chest. "I do want you, but I also have a lot I don't want to address on my mind."

"You guys need to figure this out though, Amantis," she whispers, running her hand up the back of his neck and into his messy ash blonde hair to massage his scalp.

"I know," he whispers back, gently kissing her chest before he lifts his head. "Can I have you after I talk to my friends?"

She laughs at his adorable grin, still charming, but sexier with his lethal set of fangs as she wraps her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, "Yes."

"Sick," he giggles before he nuzzles into her neck, shaking his head vigorously to make her laugh before they get up and get dressed.

"How is your Hunger?" Claire asks as Ashton pulls his shirt over his head.

"I don't know," he shrugs, "How's yours? You've got to be hungry."

"I am," she admits, "But I will be okay."

"You sure?" he holds up his wrist.

"Yes," she grins at him, pushing his wrist down while stepping to him as she pushes on her toes and kisses his lips.

His long arms wrap around his waist as he pulls her tighter, moaning at tasting her again. She smiles against his lips before biting his delicious full bottom lip and lowering back to her heels. He smiles at her, his top downturned lip stretching over his new pointed teeth before he sighs, knowing its time to face reality. He opens the door and she follows, stepping out with him into the hallway when he freezes, making eye contact with Calum.