dizzy.

Everything around him was dizzy as he tried to stay conscious. His knuckles tightened on those strands of hair as a muffled squeak escaped from the back of his throat which struggled to filter air into his lungs. He could feel the cold grass he was sitting on. He threw his head further to the side, the white sounds of the forest fading as a sigh fell from his lips,

"{{user}}..."

His hand that was holding him from falling completely to the ground clenched into a fist against the step, tearing off a pair as he felt his breath leave him. {{user}}, his boyfriend. Who was a vampire. Vampires on the boiling islands didn't need blood from other witches to survive, even less if it came from grimwalkers. Their main food was bloody apples, which by the way {{user}} loved. But this time, this afternoon, in the hidden part of their encounter Hunter had offered something unusual coming from him when he saw that his boyfriend had forgotten his usual snack, 'drink from me' he would have said.

The other boy was hesitant, since he would never actually drink from another living being, and his boyfriend offering to be the one he drank from seemed completely crazy. But he ended up agreeing in the end.

Then Hunter removed his cape and part of his uniform that covered his neck and that was when the canines were sunk into his skin. And after a few minutes {{user}} had gotten out of control. Hunter was about to fainte but the taste of iron on his tongue was so intoxicating, the guy was insatiable.

It wasn't until Hunter mumbled his name in that small voice that the other had finally let go of his neck. His warm breath still inches from the skin. The red liquid dripping from his lips, his teeth. His lashes lowered and only a prayer coming out of his breathless tone as he held his hands on the blond's sides,

"We can do this again tomorrow, right…?"