All that I Want

Exposed

"I can't believe you're making me wear purple," he shakes his head as we walk out of the tux store.
"No, you just can't believe the fact that I'm winning," I smirk. He gives me a confused look. I whisper in his ear, "I can make you do whatever I want."-
"That's why you picked purple??"
"No, I really do like purple, that was just a bonus," I laugh.
"Well, my bonus is seeing you in that dress," he smiles at me.
"I think you're more in love with the dress than with me," I joke. He's been going on nonstop about that dress since I tried it on.
"I'm in love with how you look in it, and that I get to help you take it off." He whispers the last part in my ear, sending goosebumps down my spine.
He lays his tuxedo in the back of his car next to my dress and we both get in the car.
"Now what?" I ask as I buckle my seat belt.
"I don't know," he sighs as puts the keys in the ignition.
"Do you need to feed?" I roll the sleeve of the hoodie up to expose my left wrist.
"A little," he admits.
"Whenever you need to just say something, it doesn't bother me."
"I know it doesn't bother you," he smirks, "your heart starts to race with anticipation whenever I get ready to."
"What?" I raise an eyebrow questioningly.
"It turns you on," he says each word slowly.
I laugh nervously, "no, it doesn't."
He cocks his head slightly, knowing I'm lying. "Your breaths get shallower, your heart races, and you bite your lip to keep quiet."
Shit, so he's been paying attention. "How long have you...?"
"Known?" He fills in. "Since the time you moaned when I bit into you."
"That could've been in pain!" I protest, but we both know I'm lying. "Okay, yeah, I like it. A lot. So what?"
"You make it kind of... hot," he admits with a smirk.
I start to blush and look away from him and stare out the window, "this is embarrassing." He didn't notice I was in love with him for two years, but he notices this.
He turns my toward his with his pointer finger and leans across the center and kisses me hungrily.
He cups my face in his hands as he continues to kiss me.
Slowly, he reaches down and unbuckles my seatbelt before sliding over to awkwardly sit on my lap. His lips travel from mine down to my neck, where he bites down and his fangs sink into my skin.
A small moan escapes my lips as he sucks the blood. He bites down harder and another moan escapes as I grab his hair and lightly pull it, causing him to groan and send vibrations up my neck.
"Oh, Chase," I whisper through shallow breaths as my eyelids flutter closed. He starts to lick the blood off of my skin and I whimper at the contact. He smirks against my skin, knowing exactly what he's doing to me.
He finishes up and cleans the wound on my neck before bandaging it for me.
I stare at him, panting as I try to catch my breath. He smirks down at me and without a second thought I grab his neck and pull him to me, smashing our lips together.
"Told you," he smirks after we pull apart.
I roll my eyes playfully, "you knew what you were doing to me. It wasn't fair." I laugh.
The corner of his eyes crinkle as he laughs at me, "still was hot."