Bloodlust

E L E V E N

The door opened and a redhead stood with an angry man beside her. "Mother has come to visit! Adrian, darling, where are you?" Adrian shoved Vincent into the closet and closed the door.

"Grell, haha, so surprised that you're here. How are you? Who is that?"

"That's my wife," Grell winked. "He is a bit of a shy one, don't mind him. I turned him recently so he is still bit angry about that..."

"Really?"

"Mhm," Grell looked around. She didn't like the smell of the place. Smelled too much like meat juices. "I turned him about a hundred years ago...oh darling," Grell hugged Adrian. "It's been so long! How have you been?" Grell stepped back to take a good look at him. "How'd you get all these scars?" she frowned.

"I, uh," Adrian hesitated. Grell was an older vampire, one of the elite ones despite being half succubus. She would turn him in, no doubt. Even if she didn't, he couldn't risk it. Little did he know Grell was far too smart for him. She could put two and two together in time, even if her wife was better at it than she was...

"You've gotten married too," Grell looked at Adrian's wrist. So that's what that meant. "Who is he, tell me, I'm going to kill him," Grell's eyes glowed with rage. Her wife placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Grell, Adrian's old enough to make his own decisions," he said. This was their first encounter but Adrian was thankful for the attempt at calming Grell.

"No! My baby! Mother doesn't approve! Why didn't you invite me to the wedding?!" Grell frowned.

"It all happened so fast..." Adrian confessed. "Plus you didn't invite me to yours either."

"Tell me all about him, I need to know now," Grell demanded. She shook Adrian by the shoulders as she spoke. Adrian felt a bit dizzy.

"He is shorter than me, with nice blu-"

"Blue!" Grell grabbed the strands of hair that were different from the silver. It was then that Adrian noticed the red in the wife's hair and the black in Grell's.

"You've really gotten married," Grell sobbed. "William, he got married!" Grell hugged William and sobbed into his chest.

"There, there," William pet Grell's head. Grell's attitude changed drastically once more when she remembered the spicy aspect of the relationship. She turned on her heel and leaned in close to Adrian's face.

"Who is the alpha?"

"The what?" Adrian blinked.

Grell gasped, "I forgot I never taught you anything before I left!" Grell almost fainted from the innocence. Time to corrupt. She grabbed Adrian's arm and dragged him into the next room for an extensive lesson on vampireology.

Vincent breathed a sigh of relief. The darkness of the closet comforted him. He curled up into a ball and closed his eyes. Coffins. This must be what coffins were like. Small areas for bodies to reside. But with the darkness there was another issue. Grell was an official high-class vampire. Vincent sensed it. He knew that this could be the end for Adrian without being told. Adrian had mentioned it to him once that what he'd done was illegal, but Vincent didn't understand why. Especially since it sounded like Grell had turned someone too. What was the illegal part?

"He brought you back to life through Death," a voice said. Vincent hadn't heard the closet door open or close. Teleopration, William, sat before him. Their knees rubbed together because of the tight space. "I can tell," William explained, "because you smell like Death. But, the process effects everyone differently. No one will know unless you tell them, because you already seem like so much of a vampire," William explained. "You have nothing to fear," his eyes glowed, "so long as you don't attempt to lure Death of your own choice again," his voice threatening, intimidating, and Vincent shivered and shook a bit with fear he didn't expect to ever feel...a fear for his life.

William leaned forward and kissed Vincent's forehead. A shock of electricity ran through him. "You'll still have to fight the thoughts yourself, but I have altered your brain chemsitry a bit to help the process."

Vincent blinked and William was gone. That was strange. He touched his forehead. Was William nicer than he appeared?

"Time to come out of the closet," Grell said as she ripped the door off of its hinges. Vincent was grabbed by the collar and forced to stand on his feet. Well then. Grell was both hot and terrifying. Good to know that was possible. "Hello," Grell smiled with her sharp and...wait were they all fangs? There was a faint scent that lurked in the room. William took Adrian and the two separated themselves from the two alphas.

Vincent smiled, glaring wasn't in his nature. But overpowering scents emmitted from the two of them and mingled in a warfare. "Hello," Vincent replied.

The two stared at each other. Each moment that passed with them communicating via eyes alone made Adrian shake with terror. William placed a hand on his shoulder, that was about the limit of his comforting ability.

One drop of a dime and the two wrapped arms around each other, malice gone. "He is not so bad," Grell admitted. "I don't approve of him yet though. Although, he is handsome..."

"Handsome? Me?" Vincent gasped. "But you're the real treasure. You don't look a day over 1,000."

"Oh my," Grell blushed. "Flattery will get you everywhere with me, don't you know?" She put a hand to her cheek and grinned. William stiffened. Adrian frowned. "It's a shame we're both married," Grell grabbed Vincent's hands. "I would've loved to have a rendezvous with you."

"We still can," Vincent winked.

"Just don't tell the others," Grell said and the two leaned in closer for a kiss. William and Adrian grabbed the collars of their respective spouses and dragged them at least three feet apart.

"I think they're jealous of our love," Grell reached out her hand to grab Vincent's even though William and Adrian were standing in between them.

"It must be the case," Vincent reached out too. The angry wives slapped the hands away.

"Grell, did you have a reason for coming here?" Adrian frowned.

"I just wanted to see my darling boy. I didn't realize that you had gotten married or anything," Grell shed a tear. "I got distracted by educating you, I'm sorry."

"And?" William reminded her.

"Oh, that's right, there is a vampire ball coming up. You have to attend since you've missed the one before," Grell said.

"I don't want to go."

"You don't have a choice, I'm afraid. Besides, you wouldn't want them investigating you right now, would you?" Grell raised her eyebrow. Adrian laughed, albeit nervously. It would be a problem if someone discovered his...deed. Adrian still wasn't sure if Grell knew the truth or not, but he wasn't planning on asking.

"Do I have to?"

"Yes, and we're taking you home right now to prepare," Grell crossed her arms. "Will, be a dear and grab them." William sighed and picked up Adrian and Vincent, one in each arm.

"I have to go too?" Vincent didn't appreciate this.

"Obviously," Grell flipped her hair. "Married couples never separate for long periods, and besides, Adrian would be hopeless without you," Grell smirked.