Their Secret

He brushes the hair off my neck and brings out his fangs, nodding for me to do the same. I wince, since it still hurts to bring out fangs as a newborn.
"Okay, find the vein in my neck, and just bite. Then your instincts will take over and I'll tell you when to stop." He whispers, sliding his lips up and down my neck.

He hesitates over a spot on my neck, and I follow his actions, but instead I trail my tongue along his neck until I reach the large vein. As if connected, we both sink our teeth into each other's neck's at the same moment, and my world explodes.