Bloodlust

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Adrian woke up feeling much better than he had been. All he wanted to do was shower. There was a bit of uneasiness in him though. Vincent wasn't in eyesight.

"Vincent?" he said. He got up and began searching. "Vicnent?!" Adrian ran around like a lunatic. Where did he go? It couldn't have been a dream...the flower...the scars...they were still there. Where was Vincent?

The door opened and Vincent stood with bags in his hands. Meat, blood, other various items to further test the vampire body he'd been given. Adrian lept up and attacked Vincent. He wrapped his arms and legs around him like an overgrown koala. "Where were you?" he sobbed.

"Are you a pregnant woman? Why are you crying?" Vincent sighed and attempted to walk. "I obviously cannot die so what is there to be concerned about?"

"Maybe you found a way. Maybe you got kidnapped again. Maybe you'd been found out as a vmapire and were taken. I don't know. Don't belittle my feelings!" Adrian sobbed.

"Alright, alright," Vincent sighed. "I apologize, but are you planning on letting go any time soon?" Vincent asked.

"No!" Adrian frowned and buried his face in Vincent's neck. The smell of Vincent calmed his nerves. The absence of Vincent made him anxious. He wasn't completely sure of the reasons for this yet, but the feelings were still there. Vincent maneuvered the kitchen fairly well despite the fact that he had a vampire attached to him. After a while, Adrian did detech himself but he still sat in the corner of the kitchen watching Vincent's every move.

"What are you doing?" Adrian finally asked.

"I'm playing with food and hoping it won't taste terrible," Vincent explained. He'd been squeezing the juices out of raw butcher meat for the past few hours. He took his finger and dipped it into each sample, to taste it, "Oh God," Vincent gagged, "that's fucking terrible!" It would've been fine if Vincent hadn't tasted Adrian's blood...but now that he'd had top tier quality, everyhting else was for peasants. "Well, that was a failure," Vincent sighed. He rested his hands on the counter and looked at all of the strange things. He tried everything. None of it was delicious in the slightest.

"What am I supposed to do?" Vincent sighed. "Nothing I can think of is ever going to be an easy solution to vampire life..."

"We could just live off of each other like you suggested that one time," Adrian mumbled.

"I don't know about that," Vincent sighed again.

"I've had your blood before, it shouldn't be different now that you're a vampire," Adrian stood up. "There is only one way to find out," he reached out to grab Vincent.

"Woah, woah, woah," Vincent took a few steps back. "Isn't that moving a little fast?"

"But, I've already sucked you before," Adrian frowned.

"Yes, but that was different. You made me a vampire now. It'll be...well...like whatever happened to you," Vincent gestured to Adrian. The guy went crazy after what little blood Vincent stole while biting him.

"I'm sure it'll be fine," Adrian grabbed Vincent's wrist and bit down without a moment to lose. Vincent's knees gave out and he fell on them.

"Fuuu-" Vincent was unable to speak. The sensation was much different from before. Adrian lied. It wasn't anything like what it had been. He knew it too. Damnit. "-cccck." Vincent finished his curse and completely plopped on the ground.

Adrian didn't want to make Vincent uncomfortable, so he didn't drink as much as he usually did. Vincent snatched his wrist away and groaned. Falling to the ground had not felt the greatest. However, he didn't seem to get the drunk (or high) after effects that Adrian had. His flower was different too. The inverse of Adrian's, with the part of the moon Adrian was missing.