Tear Me Apart [18+] ENGLISH VERSION

Chapter 3: Death is ugly, yet you are beautiful

Kakashi awoke. A seductive scent of licorice hung in the air, which he inhaled deeply. He was lying on a soft surface that reminded him pleasantly of home, soft, comfortable. His left hand rested loosely on his slowly rising chest, his right hand just as relaxed at the side of his hip. He sighed and opened his eyes. A soft orange ray of sunlight on the ceiling told him that it must be early morning. What had happened to the night?

A movement drew his attention to the side. Next to him, her head resting on one arm, wearing only a leather thong and fishnet tights, bloodied, smiling faintly and breathtakingly beautiful, laid the Countess. No, Elizabeth. That was her name, she had told him yesterday – or today? – after she had.. He opened his eyes wide in shock and grabbed his throat with the hand that had been lying on his bare chest. There, under a thick crust of dried blood, he clearly touched a swollen scar. No open flesh could be felt, no pain. „Am I... dead?" he asked softly, feeling a little ashamed of his childish naivety.

Still smiling, Elizabeth shook her head. „No. I killed you and afterwards I saved you." She ran her index finger, which had previously been covered by that dreadful pearl glove, over his jaw. „I couldn't let you die."

Kakashi blinked in confusion and massaged his itchy neck. „I don't quite understand..."

Elizabeth giggled cheerfully. „That's comprehensible. But first – what's your name?"

„Kakashi Hatake."

„I'm pleased, Kakashi. I understand that this might be too much for you right now, but I want to explain it to you. Donovan and I lured you here to feast on your blood." Fragments of the previous night flashed through Kakashi's mind – images of arousal and pain. He nodded as if to confirm that he could follow her, even though she hadn't said much. Or maybe it was just meant to be a silent forgiveness. „Normally, we let our victims die as soon as they have served their purpose. But you... I thought there was something different about you." She chuckled. „Be it that your own murder brought you to a climax."

A little embarrassed, Kakashi's eyes darted to his crotch, where his own semen was sticking to the blood next to his navel. Crap. It wasn't just a hallucination.

„That amused me," Elizabeth continued. „I have to admit that I didn't plan to save you until the very end, but that convinced me otherwise."

„Um," Kakashi began, struggling for words. „Thank you? I guess." He cleared his throat. „But... how?"

He didn't need to elaborate on his question, after all, it was more than clear in context.

Elizabeth tilted her head. „Do you believe in mythical creatures?"

Kakashi raised his eyebrows in surprise. „Are you trying to tell me that you're some kind of vampire?" His eyes widened at her smile and he stammered, unsure of himself, „That.. That's.. Are you.." But his brain knew. He had already suspected it, after Donovan had licked his wound on his back. It had become clear through Elizabeth herself. The way she had pounced on him like a predator after she had torn open his throat... He briefly shook his head to banish this memory and the accompanying feeling of arousal. He didn't want to get hard again now, it was inappropriate given his situation. Instead, he addressed something else. „What's going to happen to me?" It wasn't irrelevant, was it?

„Well, you're one of us now," said Elizabeth, smiling. „A chosen one, and a beautiful one at that."

She thought he was beautiful? „Does that mean I'll burn up in the sunlight, need human blood to survive and have to be staked in order to be killed?" Kakashi joked, trying to calm down a little. At the same time, he unnoticeably confirmed with the tip of his tongue that, like Elizabeth and Donovan, he didn't have elongated canines. Fine, at least that cliché wasn't true.