Grimdor

Mutated Cannibal

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I leaned in towards Delilah's neck... and I couldn't stop myself.

I slid my tongue from her jaw down to the center of her slim neck. Delilah flinched slightly causing me to jerk back.

What the fuck am I doing..?
God, that was too close. I completely  forgot that I have my own blood.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out one of the vials of blood Leondro gave me. I slipped open the cap and chugged down the warm blood. A drop of it slid down my plump lips to my defined jaw line. I wiped the blood off of my face as I felt my energy fully restore.

I stared at the blood on my hand then glanced over at Delilah who was fast asleep on my lap.

Will I be forced to drink from Delilah one day?

I hope not. After all, I do have three vials of blood left.

I moved a loose strand of hair out of Delilah's face and watched her sleep for the rest of the night. Just being in her presence was soothing.

-- the next morning

Delilah opened her bright blue eyes slowly as she shifted her position on my lap.

"Oh, you're up." I uttered watching Delilah regain her consciousness.

"Were you waiting for me to awaken?" Delilah smiled, moving a few strands of her dark hair out of her face.

"Of course I was." I smirked with a seductive look in my violet eyes.

"Aww--"

"You were on my lap so I couldn't move." I finished my sentence casually. I watched Delilah's cute smile instantly turn into a frown. I find it adorable the way she pouts her plump lips.

"You're such a jerk." Delilah murmured while she eased her way off of my lap.

We both stood up and brushed ourselves off. Delilah yawned as Lance entered the cave.

"Morning! I heard voices." Lance greeted while he walked towards us.

"Mind your business-" I growled, guarding Delilah who stood behind me.

"Morning Lance." Delilah interrupted as she flashed him a slight smile.

"I hope you rested well." Lance said, completely ignoring my presence.

"I did actually, Slade's body is pretty comfortable." Delilah smirked.

Damn that sounds wrong... but inviting.

Lance's jaw dropped instantly as he misinterpreted Delilah's words.

I slowly licked my bottom lip while gripping Delilah's waist, pulling her closer to me. Delilah's head rested firmly on my broad chest causing Lance to scoff at our intimacy.

"Anyway, I brought you two some clothes to change into." Lance gestured to the folded clothes resting between the space from his forearm to his abdomen.