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glaring at his protectee, he moves his hand from the back of his head to his jaw, trying to open his mouth some more while still pressing his bloody wrist against his mouth. ❝ SWALLOW! IT! ❞ he growls.
it was being more and more difficult to keep the blood of the other from rushing down his throat, but the raven haired man shook his head, at least as much as he could in the position he was put in by the vampire, refusing to let the redhead feel him his blood.
ah, i wish it didn’t have to come to this! that’s what demetri’s long, loud & quite frankly OBNOXIOUS sigh screams out. sarcastically, duh. he grabs the back of blake’s neck and presses his bloody wrist against his lips. ❝ bottoms up! ❞ he chirps, a smile on his face.
sinking your teeth into the others flesh while keeping your throat closed up, not the easiest task at hand — but his, still perfectly intact, sense of defense was screaming to do SOMETHING. so much for keeping his new sweater in tact, now not only the sleeve was covered in the red liquid, but also gushing over the front, staining the fabric covering his chest.
“ —- fine you want to know. i was held captive for two years by a vampire who used me to feed and have sex and now i have night terrors about it. ”
‘ have you seen a psychiatrist about it? ’
“alright. you might want to sterilize it when you’ve got a chance, though. it’s possible to get infected.”
‘ i’ve had worse. slid across a parking lot with my face down when i was younger once. ’
“Well it’s either Barbie or continue to bleed all over your nice sweater. As soon as you can you’re gonna want to soak that thing in peroxide; it’ll break down the blood and keep it from staining.” Odette looked him over, frowning.
“You must have fallen very hard, to bleed this much. Are you sure you weren’t actually stabbed, or possibly shot? Nothing serious, not with so little spatter, but maybe a small graze.” Her eyes ran over his body, searching for the source of the blood.
suspiciously, blake doesn’t think more than a moment before eyeing the woman in front of him. but who was he to judge when it came to odd knowledge. ‘ o — kay. i’ll be sure to do that when i’m home. — most definitely not shot. stabbed either. no superpowers to keep me alive after such things, just fell on gravel. ’
he furrows his eyebrows when the smell of blood gets more intense, veins around his eyes popping and his elongating fangs sinking into his own lip. he shakes his head at the question, only having one solution in mind. he pierces his own wrist and is fast to bring it close to blake’s mouth so that he’d drink it before demetri’s wounds close up. ❝ it’ll heal you. ❞ he explains, knowing that he won’t be able to leave blake’s side until the blood leaves his system. he can’t have the clumsy man accidentally kill himself or get killed by someone and turn.
confused eyes follow demetri’s movements, brows furrowing when realization drowns on him — ‘ no, ’ the man hisses, he’d rather pass out than get vampire blood anywhere near him, and most definitely not in his body. somewhere in the back of his head, the act screams intimacy — the one thing he’s running away from — even when he’s bleeding out, even when his fear of his own blood is nagging at him.
“i see. do you want me look at it? i don’t mind blood.”
‘ i don’t care — it can’t be that deep, just a scrape probably. i’ll be fine as soon as it’s stop smearing everywhere. ’
he clears his throat and remains silent, carefully removing the handkerchief to see whether it’s still needed. once he sees that it is, he gestures towards it, that way telling blake to keep it pressed with his hand until the crimson stops painting his skin. then, he takes a step back and inhales finally. ❝ it’s REALLY awful, ❞ he mutters. it’s not that the jumper’s THAT horrendous. this is just dem taunting blake, as usual.
‘ but i like it, ’ voice defeated and barely above a whisper. there was no point in arguing, and quite frankly the man had little energy left in him. his own palm soon covering the handkerchief, until his fingers feel the damp warmth of his own blood. ‘ do you have a band-aid? i’m going to pass out. ’ blake warned, shaky fingers holding the cloth against his skin.
Odette tsked at the man, delving into her bag for her half assed emergency kit (three decade old band-aids, two tiny bottles of vodka, nine condoms, and several kinds of pain medication, legally obtained and not-so-legally obtained).
“Here, but a band-aid’s gonna do shit when a vamp catches whiff of you.” She handed him one of the three, snorting when she noticed the bright Barbie pattern on it. “Sorry, I’ve had these since I was nine. Barb’s gonna have to do.”
“Are rats’ asses inherently cold? Is there research about the specific temperature of rodent asses?”
‘ shouldn’t have said that, give me a minute to stop my insides from going crazy and i’ll start waving my injury around, ’ blake teased, a blank look on his face, raising an eyebrow upon spotting the bright pink barbie pattern on it. ‘ this is worse than getting attacked. ’
“I’m sorry.. but what did you just say? I wasn’t listening. Not on purpose or anything.. I just didn’t think you were talking to me, so I kind of zoned out there for a moment or two. But I swear, if you repeat what you just said I promise to listen this time, deal?”
‘ HUH? you were talking to me? ’
“ Hybrid. I was to badass to just be a werewolf, someone felt the need to make me a fucking vampire too. ”
‘ awesome — some people get double the cool powers and shit, and some just have to deal with being human. ’
silently he approaches his human and inspects the cut before cleaning it with a handkerchief which he then uses to create pressure on it and stop the bleeding. he’s ALWAYS ready when it comes to the other. ❝ ’t was an ugly jumper anyway, ❞ is the only thing he says, eyes stuck to the ground. he’s not breathing — if he were, he’d probably end up with his fangs attached to the source of the blood aka BLAKE.
‘ i got it yesterday, ’ the raven haired man almost WHINES. having to admit that his fashion sense wasn’t the best wasn’t in his priority list, but his mommy wasn’t around to shop for him. blake was used to blood, he really was. but seeing himself bleeding, he could feel the light headed feeling drown over him.
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“you’re hurt and that might be making you anxious, but it shouldn’t be a reason not to say please.” with that, she looked inside her purse. in a matter of seconds she pulled out a big enough band-aid and handed it over to the male.
‘ i hate blood. especially when it’s MINE. ’ the man tried to explain himself, muttering a soft thank you after it, just under his breath.
' how can you not be full on leech? how does that work? --- something like that. more like tripping on nothing. rarely fall tho'. '
“ – im pretty sure anyone bonded to a vampire would say they are bonded to a sociopath – im still confused if that counts for me? I talk shit about vampires alot. – anyways, howd you manage to slip?”
‘ — you haven’t met MY vampire. same here. no matter that i’ve been surrounded by vampires my whole life, i shit talk them every chance i get. the choices of my family can suck a dick, doesn’t mean i have to enjoy the company leeches. — i don’t know. was walking, then was falling. usual me. ’
“ – You would think with a bunch of vampires around who might be tempted if youre walking around covered in blood – you’d be more private about the matter. – dont worry, i got you a band aid. ”
‘ i’m bonded to a sociopath, my mother and step father are vampires, as well as all of my siblings from my fathers side. frankly, i’m not that scared. but i’ll take the band-aid. ’
‘ it’s cold as a rats ass outside — i slipped and i’m bleeding all over my new jumper. think this is your queue to go and find me a band-aid. ’
