She wasn't sure how Matthias had managed to get her home in her state but he had.
The door to their one room apartment slammed shut behind him as he carried her bridal style down the hall and to her room.
He sometimes staid in there too when a small pull to companionship came over him, but he mostly staid out in the living room on the couch.
It was the way he prefered it.
But like Katherine thought earlier, tonight was one of those nights.
What startled her though was not the fact that Matthias wanted to drink from a female host, he wanted that most nights, but usually she got to make her own kill too.
It wasn't that he'd been a hog.
Not really.
But it was her reaction to the blood lust, and his to hers.
Her bedroom door was slammed shut as well, which gave her a moment to spring from her friend's arms. She crouched her teeth bared as a hiss gathered at the back of her throat. She held on to her thoughts by a weak thread, unable to concentrate on anything but the overwhelming need that was awakened and the instinct to hunt.
"Matthias I need more blood."
He stared at her blocking the door.
"No." he stated firmly yet simply.
"You don't."
A resentful snarl made its way up her throat. She turned and tried to pry the window open.
Not a moment later Katherine was being thrown up against a wall and held there, growling and smoldering.
"Katherine!"
An animalistic growl burst from his lips, before he licked them and brought his forehead to rest against hers.
"Stop it before you drive me mad!" he breathed, panting suddenly.
Katherine was only confused for a moment, before realization hit her.
His lips crashed upon hers.
----------------------------------------------
He bent to lick away the blood left over on her neck and body, causing her to shudder visibly. She reached up with half open eyes and did the same.
He closed his eyes, relishing the texture of her tongue lapping up his blood.
The wounds began to heal almost instantly.
Katherine was slipping in and out of awarness.
Nipping one more time at the tender, warm skin on her neck, and licking away the little trail of blood, he watched her eyes flutter shut.
"Matthias..." she whispered before she was gone.
He stared at her face and sighed, lying down beside her, keeping his head propped up with his elbow and hand.
He watched the night evolve through the window, unconciously beginning to breathe in sync with her.
He frowned softly before leaning down and burying his nose in her soft hair, taking in her scent.
His eyes closed automatically as the warm and sweet scent washed down his nose and to his throat.
An ache developed there, small, but he felt it.
Pulling away slowly he sighed again before bending and trailing kisses from her collar bone to her lips, which he pecked twice before whispering good night and leaving the room silently.
-NOTE- debating putting in the rest of the bedroom scene.
