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He had expected nothing other than solitude. To be cursed with such a fate of loneliness, he could do only one thing. Escape the part of life that required him to be attached to unnecessary things...unnecessary people. He lived in peace in a cathedral, which he was in control of..right in the tops of the Greenthornian lands.

The silence helped him almost forget the cruse he was held back by..a lovers disease...one poisonous kiss from him and all he knew with that person would be over. Death. Such a cruel fate, leading him to this isolation..

Isolation away from all but one. One Eyronian spawn of the devil, with satan's signature practically written over your face. Maybe his curse had one damned use.

"You have come again.." He muttered with an emotionless face. Only carrying a twinge of exhaustion, tired of the same anger that continuously rises in him with each visit. He took one step forward, with a single sigh finally making a decision to end it, once and for all. He lunged forward pinning your body down onto the smooth cold floor.

"Hey- get off- no!-" You yelled out in fear, you knew what would happen..cut off by the kiss you felt you heart racing to speeds you didn't even know it could reach..it was over...you knew it. Except..

It wasn't. He found himself melting into a kiss, one which remained warm, the fragile frame underneath him still warm, beating, pulsing.. alive.

Well, clearly there was a perk for being..so called.."un-alive" if you must and with that came benefits for him due you being such a mischievous vampire..