ONE VAMPIRIC MA - STER !

i have been mortal, and some part of me is mortal yet. i am full of tears ﹠ hunger ﹠ the fear of death, although i cannot weep, and i want nothing, and i cannot die.

⠀⠀ ︎ ︎︎ “ 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 you're 𝒶bout to 𝒔ee is real ” ⠀⠀ ︎ ︎︎

It was moments like this that Darryll wished he could peer into the minds of others. Oh, to know what thoughts led the creature to look at him like an oasis. His hands slid up to merely caress Lysis’s arms. He had already regained his balance, -

How peculiar; despite such a beastly claim onto him, he felt like he had taken one of his strongest *treats. All without the hallucinations. Darryll found himself clinging to the other, his good eye glazed over for what only seemed to be minutes. -

The Goblin’s body would tense underneath his grasp, ripping a ragged breath from the redhead. Within moments, however, he would then shiver with a vocal groan. “Didn’t take much,, you must have been *desperate ~”

Call him a curious cat that can’t die (easily). All too easily, he tilted his chin back to make room for the vampire.

Nothing out of reason, truly. Simply that there will be no other than himself.

His speculation was correct! It’s not everyday he runs into a creature of the night. And, wouldn’t he be thrilled to learn, he’s a regular blood donor.

He looks so hungry!

You’re much more enjoyable like this, my dear. Keep it up.

😌