Vampire Boys Of Summer (Completed!)

Episode 49: A Noru Kind Of Morning

Sometime in the middle of the night mom came home. I heard her car pull into the driveway. I may not be a vampire like Haru, but my senses seemed heightened from making love with him. My first time had been unlike anyone else’s, and as such I felt altered somehow by my vampire lover. He had tasted of my blood, and drank the small amount from my cutting. Did he perhaps give me something of himself in exchange? I tried to remember all the details of what we shared, but it was like coming out of a dream. I seemed to remember I may have bit his shoulder in ecstasy at some point. I wondered if I had tasted his blood as a result. I looked over at Haru as he lay sleeping beside me. His shoulder did have a bite mark, but the skin was unbroken.

I heard the front door close and mom ascending the stairs. I could even hear her pause outside the door, listening. Usually my television would be playing all night, a cure for unbearable loneliness should I have trouble sleeping, but tonight I’d forgotten. Tonight I didn’t need it. I curled up against Haru and he opened his eyes.

“Oh, are you awake?” I asked in a whisper so mom wouldn’t hear if she was still at the door.

“I never slept. I just closed my eyes and breathed you in.” As if to prove his point, his face nuzzled against my cheek and he took in a deep breath. “I love the smell of your hair, your skin, your breath.”

“My breath smells?” I asked in a playful tone.

“Yes, it has a unique, wonderful, enticing scent.” He put his mouth upon mine, and his lips covered my own perfectly. I welcomed his tongue into my mouth and gave him mine. I snuggled closer and felt his hands under the covers touching me alive again. It was maddening, just being this close to him, being wrapped up under covers with the most beautiful boy ever. I didn’t ever want to come out of this. I didn’t need the day and the sun if nights with Haru were going to be like this from now on.

He pulled me over on top of him, and my senses were heightened once more, as we found each other still in a state of want. I moved against him quiet as I could, and his strong arms enveloped me, cradling my body close to his own, while the world spun off its axis again.

“Where did you go?” I asked, sometime in the early morning hours. My head was laying on his chest, one leg thrown across his waist.

“I haven’t gone anywhere. I’ve been with you all night.”

“No, I mean from Ryo’s. With Luhan, where did you go? I was worried.”

“Oh. I had to feed.”

“Feed? Didn’t you feed from Ryo?”

“Well, yeah. But that was just to sustain me.”

I was confused at this. “Didn’t he save your life?” I asked.

He smiled. “You saved it with your crazy driving.”

I must have made a face because his smile grew wider. “To be fair, I guess in a sense he prolonged it. But feeding from another vampire really doesn’t do much for you.”

“I don’t understand. Maybe I shouldn’t say it, but it looked like you were enjoying it.”

A smirk. “Yes, well, that’s the hunger for you. But the only alternative was to drink from you and run the risk of killing you. When it gets that desperate, it would be difficult to stop myself from draining you.”

“I’m sorry. I just thought… to see you drink from his chest in such intimate fashion…”

He chuckled, cutting me off. “Did you think he and I were lovers? No Nora, the chest, close to the heart, is where the best blood is. It kept me from dehydration until I could hunt on my own.”

I sat up on one elbow. “Hunt?”

He looked away for a moment. “There will be things about me you won’t like. I’m not even sure you can live with them, or me. Like the vampires of western legend, I have to drink human blood. And it can’t be from a corpse. Animal blood is no good either, though it can sustain you if you drink it in large quantities. Still, you’ll always need human blood, preferably blood that is circulating through the body and not sitting in a bag in cold storage.”

“So, technically, you could live off my blood.”

“Yes, I suppose. But only in measured feedings. If I drink too much, it could make you sick, damage your internal organs, or kill you.”

I looked into his beautiful dark eyes and told him how I was feeling, how much I wanted to be a part of his world. “I want to give something of myself to you. Something I could give to no other. I want you to drink from me.”

“Whatever happened to I want you to wear my class ring?”

“I’m serious, Haru. I really want to do this for you, and for me.”

He put a hand to my cheek and drew my face close to his. His lips touched mine in a light, yet loving kiss. “I am yours, Nora. Just being with you binds me to you. Tonight, if not before, you became mine. There need not be a blood pact to promise me to you. I’m already there. You’d have to drive a stake through me to get rid of me now.”

I thought of my first impression when I saw him that very first night. How I was going to have to kill him because he was a vampire. And now here I was, naked and liberated by his touch and attentions. I had given everything to him. My heart, my love, my body. But I knew I would not feel complete until I gave him my life in the form of my blood. And not just a sip from a busted lip, or a taste from razor cut legs, but a real deep drink.

He seemed to know my thoughts. “I can smell your blood. A vampire’s senses are heightened. Every time I’m around you your blood calls to me. But, blood is not all you are to me. And I want us to have as much as a normal life together as we can.”

“I’m tired of a normal life. I want something extraordinary.”

He smiled. “Well, I’ve never spooned.”

“Me neither,” I confessed , and turned so my back was to him. He wrapped his arms around me, and pressed his beautiful pale body against mine. His front molded against my back, and he kissed my neck, smelled my hair, before his breathing became shallow and I knew this time he was truly asleep. I smiled to myself and pushed further against him so I could feel his beating heart through my spine.

The morning sun fought its way through the curtains to throw its rays across my bedroom floor. I lay in bed, naked, warm and happier than I’d ever been. I had half expected to wake up to find Haru gone, but he was still there, just as exposed as I and more beautiful than ever. I stretched and lay my hand on his smooth chest. He stirred and opened his eyes. They were still dark, but now had a glow about them, as if he was lit up from within by our lovemaking.

“Good morning, bright eyes,” he whispered, and I wondered if perhaps mine had a glow about them as well.

“Good morning, handsome,” I replied, kissing his chest, then his face.

He snuggled against me. “I love you. You know that?”

“Did you know I love you more?”

“Impossible,” he said.

“Possible,” I returned, and kissed his neck. This was heaven. It had to be the best Sunday morning ever.

Then it dawned on me. Mom! Oh crap! She said we might go to church. If she came into my room to wake me up, she would find Haru and I amid roughed up sheets.

“If mom finds us she’s going to kill somebody. Probably me. You’re too gorgeous to kill.”

He laughed. “Well, you don’t have to worry about that. She left.”

“Oh my god, Did she see you?”

“No. She called for you through the door. I pretended to be you. She said she was going to church.”

I breathed a little easier. What a family we made. Dad’s in the crazy house. Mom’s at church. And I’m thinking of nothing but making love to my boyfriend all day long.