Why did those names sound so familiar? He wondered softly before whimpering in pain as more memories hit him with a horrible force.
His parents had recently died in a car accident that his sister was in and now they currently had their aunt Jenna l...
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Once Matt had walked off, Stefan grabbed Alfie's arm and pulled him outside. Pinning him against the alley wall, he buried his head into the teens neck and took a deep breath, reminding himself that Alfie wasn't hurt but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get his vamp face to disappear.
Reached up, Alfie threaded his fingers through Stefan's hair, trying to sooth his growling and grumpy soulmate. Small shivers ran down his spine as Stefan left feather like kisses to his neck, but even he could feel the teens restraint.
"Drink," he ordered after a few minutes of being wrapped in each other's arms. The feeling had disappeared not long after Stefan had taken him outside instead being replaced with contention as he held onto his Soulmate.
Stefan pulled back, startled. His eyes where as wide as a dear in headlights. "No," he said urgently, his head shaking. "If I drink from you, I'll never stop. I'll kill you."
"No you won't," Was Alfie's response. "Because you don't want to hurt me. You can't hurt me, it's part of the soulmate bond. Remember. Besides, I trust you." Alfie ran his thumbs underneath Stefan's eyes.
However, Stefan's eyes filled with tears as he continued to shake his head. "You need to eat, Stefan." Alfie said softly, "Your vangs are still out, and you said yourself that you hadn't eaten today."
Stefan stared into his Mates eyes and saw nothing but trust. After a few minutes of hesitation, he lowered his head into Alfie's neck. "If I can't stop, snap my neck as soon as you can." He whispered brokenly.
"I trust you."
With his teeth hovering over Alfie's jugular, he slowly sunk them into his neck. A small groan slipped from his lips as his blood touched his tongue. It was the best tasting blood he had ever had in his entire life.
His hands gripped Alfie's waist as he drunk greedily. But there was something different about this. The second his blood touched his lips, he felt completely and entirely in control of himself. It was a strange feeling but one he welcomed with open arms.
Alfie let out small moans of pleasure as Stefan drank from him. Never had he ever thought he'd enjoy the feeling this much. His eyes became hooded with lust and before he knew it, he yanked Stefan's head away from his neck and smashed their lips together. He could taste his blood but he didn't care.
Lips moulded together while teeth clashed. Hands gripped at hair and exposed areas of skin. Alfie knew he was going to hand bruising on his hips from Stefan's grip, but he didn't care.
His hands pulled the vampire closer, if that where even possible. Opening his mouth, their tongues fought for dominance until Alfie won. To consumed one each other, the pair failed to notice someone walking into the alley until they heard a small shriek.
