The Legend of Ohn

Dangerously Close

She woke with glowing eyes, such dangerous, terrifying, charming red eyes. Her hair, so lusciously thick and red and curly, I wanted to bury my face in it and smell the lemony shampoo. He barely gave a whisper of a touch to her cheek and she snapped.

He jumped and looked at her cherry red lips clasped around his finger, his blood leaking onto her tongue. His eyes widened, her eyes glazed over, she contently sucked the bite wound, her heart slow and relaxed. He listened to it beat for a few counts, his mind getting lost in her eyes before he came back to reality.

"Cherry!" He gasped.

She looked up at his eyes a certain fire stirring deep inside. He growled.

"Drop it! Drop my finger right now!" He ordered her like a dog. She gave a growl herself and let go.

He sighed and looked at his finger. the bite mark was insanely deep, but healing faster every second. She wiped her mouth and looked at the blood streak on the back of her hand, her pupils turning round and fading. He touched her shoulder. "Cherry? Are you alright?" She looked up at him then heard an odd groan in the back of her throat. She stood up and tackled him with a blank stare quickly turning animalistic.

He tried to push her off and reluctantly held her back from his jugular. Her beautiful eyes turning back into those that reminded him of a snake's were locked on his neck.

"Cherry, wake up!" He growled, as much as he was thrilled to be attacked, and roughly bitten, he still wished her to be in control at some point.

He shook her a little and she looked dizzy. She slumped against him.

He sighed and pulled her close to his chest. He looked down at her, she looked like she had fallen back asleep, he frowned.

His little Vampire,

Her strong Demon.

I woke up with a full feeling in my stomach and a warm irony taste in my mouth, I licked my teeth and swallowed, I opened my eyes to see I was laying on Angelo's lap. I blinked and rubbed my eyes, he was looking down at me with concern. "Cherry? Are you awake?" He brushed my hair from my face hesitantly.

I tilted my head. Was he afraid of me? He looked different somehow. "Angelo, there's blood on your face." I reached up and wiped it off only creating a larger smudge. My finger had blood on it, I licked it and a hunger I had never felt before coated me like a warm, comfy blanket.

"Yes, you bit me, darling." He pulled me up to his face and nestled his head in my neck. I stiffened, I bit him? Why? Was I really turning into a vampire? But, why aren't I scared of that fact? I had just bit him, hadn't I? I looked up at his neck and there were no marks.

I frowned, "Where?" He held up his ring finger and gave a low chuckle, there were tiny scars, just two tiny black scars. "How much blood did I take?"

"Only a bit, no need to worry, I hardly felt a thing. But now we know, you do need blood and if you ignore the need then you'll simply take." He nudged his nose to my collar, I blushed and looked at him. His warm breath tickled me and warmed up my insides.

"Are you mad?" I gave a shallow voice and swallowed another gulp of coppery saliva. Was the taste in my mouth blood? I wondered.

"No, quite the contrary, I loved it. It was thrilling." He tightened his arms around me, I shifted nervously. "Blood is blood, and I'd like a payment for what you did take." He purred playfully but there was a dark edge that I really didn't like.

"I'm not going to let you take my blood!" I growled. He smiled and grabbed my chin.

He pulled from my neck and looked me in the eyes, his were shining and almost fully blue. "A kiss. Not blood."